Letra de To the Point of Death

Throw me in the fire. You think that I can’t take the pain. Focused are my eyes, I count it all as gain. No compromise. No fearful neglect. I bear all grief for the Prince of Peace to the point of death. Make me a martyr. I’ll die for the world to know His name. The scapegoat of your wrath, I will not hide. You look down on me with weakness. I look up with strength. I knew it from the start that this would be my fate: to be subject to hatred, to be discriminated, to be suffocated by this world. No man can take my constant; my everything. This is my assurance of things hoped for. This is my conviction of things unseen. I am toe to toe with the devil trying to drag me to hell. I spit in the face of his threats. I stand firm to the point of death