All of this fight
I saw myself a lion
I guess ‘cause I never gave up
And I’m mad as hell
But You saw Your child
In lion costume and crying
He said he just wanted credit for trying
But how still?

Nobody asked you to be so strong
The Kingdom was made of the weak all along
And you see yourself so weak, I know
Here’s one for the easier yoke

All of this night
I sought You my Messiah
To overthrow Rome in my heart;
Make a man of will
But You make me a child
Eating full at Your table
And I was needlessly dancing and able—
Said, “He’s not mad, still!”

Nobody asked you to be so strong
The Kingdom was made of the weak all along
And you see yourself so weak, I know
Here’s one for the easier yoke

But what is this yoke?
Am I too old to wear it? Am I too broke to bear it now?
If You’re asleep in this boat
Can I lay down beside You? I’ll just lay here beside You!

Nobody asked you to be so strong
Christ was the first of your kind, He will come
Now You who hate what I hate, love what I love
Here’s one from the pride, my (S)on