Torture torture from the depths of the night of the ax What a cruel relentless on my foliage You are laughing at the poison. I have left
I have come to the end of Christ. Hit that my patience reached Jobs patience My endeavor of Christ is the crucified Christ Take my patience to Ayoub
torture you Outside of the blade of the ax Although you are a thousand pieces though I am wound, what you do the root I am firmly rooted. Crucified Christs overwhelm Take my patience to Ayoub
