Eyebrows, Pt. 1

Stay and wait a while I'm troubled, could you keep a watchful eye, I'm praying Father, take this cup from me, but not my will be done but yours Allegations met with silence, a crown of thorns above his eyebrows A sinner's death, a sinless saviour Father, forgive them, they don't know Father, forgive them, they don't know Casted lots divided garments, at sour wine a final cry The son of man crucified Father, forgive them, they don't know Father, forgive them, they don't know Could you see the blood pour down his face The final lamb was slain Could you feel the weight of Mary's tears As her Jesus gave his life Could you hear his screams of agony half his body torn apart, yet he cried Father, forgive them, they don't know Father, forgive us, we still don't