Текст песни Golgotha - Brandon Lake

Up on a hill they called Golgotha
There grew a rose among the weeds
A beauty unembraced, perfection out of place
Our God, the King among the thieves

It feels like poetry embodied
The carpenter upon the tree
He died against the grain, just like He lived each day
Became the message that He preached

Oh, hallelujah with hands lifted high
What else would I do but give You my heart?
My hallelujah for all that You've done
The least I could do is give You my heart
My hallelujah (ooh)

We really should've seen it coming
'Cause He even said how many days
An earthquake in the cave, that stone was rolled away
Who puts a God inside a grave? Oh-oh
You can't keep God inside a grave

Oh, hallelujah with hands lifted high
What else would I do but give You my heart?
My hallelujah for all that You've done
The least I could do is give You my heart
My hallelujah
My hallelujah

I will praise the One who left His mark on Calvary
I will praise the One who left the grave but kept those keys
He is alive, He is alive, He forevermore will be
Now the wonder-working power is alive in me

I will praise the One who left His mark on Calvary
I will praise the One who left the grave but kept those keys
He is alive, He is alive, He forevermore will be
Now the wonder-working power is alive in me

Someday in skies above Golgotha
On clouds, like stallions, He'll descend, yeah
The trumpets start to blaze, the saints erupt in praise
The King is coming back again, yeah
Our King is coming back again

Oh, hallelujah with hands lifted high
What else would I do but give You my heart?
My hallelujah for all that You've done
The least I could do is give You my heart

My hallelujah with hands lifted high
What else would I do but give You my heart?
My hallelujah for all that You've done
The least I could do is give You my heart
My hallelujah
My hallelujah
My hallelujah, oh, oh-oh-oh
My hallelujah