Narrative:
In those last days I tried so hard, once again, to show the people my Father's way. My compassion for them ran so deep. "Oh Jerusalem, Jerusalem, how often I have longed to gather your children together as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, but you were not willing." I even spoke in parables of the kingdom of God so that they might understand. But they would not hear. This is why I spoke to them in parables. Though seeing they do not see, though hearing they do not hear or understand. In them is fulfilled the prophesy of Isaiah, "you will be ever hearing but never understanding, you will be ever seeing but never perceiving." For this people's heart has become calloused. They hardly hear with their ears, and they have closed their eyes. Otherwise they might see with their eyes, hear with their ears, understand with their hearts and turn, and I would heal them. Sometimes I wondered if anyone had ever really heard or truly seen. The handful of men that followed me faithfully, had they really heard, could they really know and believe? During the last night we spent together, I tried so hard to help them understand.
Chorus 1:
Do you believe in me
And in the words I say
And in Him who sent me from above
Do you believe in my love
I've tried so many ways to show you my love
And show you who I am
Sometimes I wonder if you've ever learned
Or if you understand
Chorus 2:
Do you believe in me (do you believe in me)
And in the words I say (and in the words I say)
And in Him who sent me from above (sent me from above)
Do you believe in my love (do you believe in my love)
This is my body that is broken for you
Never forget what I've done
This is my blood that is shed for you
This is what makes us one
Chorus 3:
Do you believe in me
And in the words I say (do you believe)
And in Him who sent me from above (in Him who sent me from above)
Do you believe in my love
