for the King - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Oh, never have I ever felt this much dirt in my face

Oh, never have I ever heard this laughter from the grave

Oh, never have I ever bled out all my fight like this

And yet the One I serve has never left me, for dead

Cut me and break my bones, but you will never touch my soul

Go ahead, bury me down with the mustard seed (Seed!)

Knock my knees to the ground

Right where I can pick back up my crown

I'm for the King and the King's for me

Ooh, yeah, the King's for—

Me when I struggle just to picture what the light looks like

When I'm at war with hidden habits haunting me at night

But no better place to be than at my weakest on my knees

When I remember who I am and whose I am and that He's called me

Cut me and break my bones, but you will never touch my soul

Go ahead, bury me down with the mustard seed (Seed!)

Knock my knees to the ground

Right where I can pick back up my crown

I'm for the King and the King's for me

(Oh, ooh, ooh, yeah, Lord ah, yeah)

And the King's for—

I know the One who's fighting for me

So who could ever stand against me?

I know the One who's fighting for me

So try, try, try

Cut me and break my bones, but you will never touch my soul

Go ahead, bury me down with the mustard seed (Seed!)

Forget who I used to be

Now I'm locked in on Him who lives in me

Ohh!

I'm for the King and the King's for me

(Oh, ooh, ooh, yeah, Lord ah, yeah)

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