Where Are You Now?

It's a lonely Saturday I feel the weight of wondering in this land From the twelve You called me out to be the rock that You would take Your stand I was sure that when we waived on high Hosanna branches You would reign But now, killers curse Your name with hatred like a hurricane Where are You now? I want to believe You're crushing his head six feet deep On that night they cuffed You with a curse, so I drew the sword from my own sheath You could cut that tension like a slice of bread baked by the Pharisees It was on, my heart was pounding strong with vengeance that would take by force So I laid my blade upon his ear to let You know that I was yours Where are You now? I want to believe You're crushing his head six feet deep I was even ready to drink Your blood I was ready to feast upon Your flesh You know I past that test Now the rooster called me out I turned my back on You I must confess, now I digress Where are You now? I want to believe You're crushing his head six feet deep Where are You now? I want to believe You're crushing his head six feet deep Where are You now? I want to believe You're crushing his head I want to believe I want to believe