Mercy Explosion - Blood Before The Wound (Official Audio) - Christian Hard Rock

Blood Before the Wound by Mercy Explosion. A dark Christian alternative rock song inspired by Gethsemane — the night before the crucifixion, when Jesus knew exactly what was coming and still chose obedience. Before the nails. Before the cross. Before the wound. Lyrics: The garden held its breath that night Olive branches barely moved The others slept a few feet away While He already knew The torches weren't there yet No soldiers in the trees No nails had found His hands But He was already on His knees If there's another way Let this cup pass by But if this is the road Then I will not turn aside Blood before the wound Sweat falling to the ground The nails hadn't touched Him yet But the weight was already down The cup was still full The night was closing in He knew exactly what was coming And still said, "Not My will" Blood before the wound He knew the kiss was coming Knew the crowd would call His name Knew the back would meet the whip Knew the cross would bring the pain Knew the hands that He had healed Would watch Him torn apart Knew the ones He came to save Would drive the iron through His arms Still He stayed there in the garden Still He didn't run No one held Him in that place He could've walked away from us If there's another way Let this cup pass by But if this is the road Then I will not turn aside Blood before the wound Sweat falling to the ground The nails hadn't touched Him yet But the weight was already down The cup was still full The night was closing in He knew exactly what was coming And still said, "Not My will" Not fear of the unknown He knew where this would lead Not weakness in the garden He could see the whole thing clearly The arrest The trial The whip The wood Every step was waiting And still He stood HE KNEW Knew the nails Knew the spear Knew the mocking Knew the fear Knew the grave Knew the cost Knew exactly What it meant to take the cross And in the dirt Before the blood Before the crowd Before the wood The choice was already made Blood before the wound Sweat falling to the ground The nails hadn't touched Him yet But the weight was already down The cup was still full The night was closing in He knew exactly what was coming And still said, "Not My will" Blood before the wound Before the first strike fell He chose the road to Calvary Knowing every step too well The soldiers hadn't found Him yet The cross was still ahead But in the garden He had already said Not My will