What Wondrous Love Is This? - Ghost Ship

There’s blood on the leaves, it’s dead at the roots

The cracked grey branches are decaying within

Just like the black poison that hangs from it’s limbs

Come and dig me up, reach down to the roots

Rip the deadness out, and plant something completely new

I am alive, I will abide

In the life giving blood of Christ

I’m grafted in, You’ve killed my sin

Now I can live, I’ll live in Him

I tried to tie fresh fruit

To a tree that had poison all the way through

It rotted and fell off, it was dead to the core

It even killed the ground, I was worse than before

You can’t tie fresh fruit

To a tree that has poison all the way through

It will rot and will fall off and soon it will die

It will even kill the ground, It’s a matter of time