What You Came to Do

by Annie Bethancourt

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Written for the Good Friday service at Imago Dei, 2016.
Art by Scott Erickson, prints available at: scottericksonartshop.com
Find more info about Scott and his work at:
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Father I am tired and afraid
what are hands in prayer to those that fists can make?
All these precious bones you breathed are out of place
And I’m sinking in this tender skin, this endless ache

Father I am tired and alone
Savior wouldn’t save the beat of hearts I’d grown
Empty arms and empty beds and empty clothes
And it’s a sin to want to enter in where they did go

Do what you came to do
What’s untethered will
with no kind of power to change this truth?
Do what you came to do
the promise that you gave
of broken bodies made new

Father I am tired and afraid
Let this cup pass over me if there’s any way
though all the multitude crowd in and call my name
there praise the lips my cheek will kiss and then betray

Do what you came to do
silver for suffering
Judas, how I still love you
Do what you came to do
tree hung both we’ll be
for a Kingdom coming soon

And all the people, came to sing
Hosanna, Hosanna King
All the people, came to sing
Crucify Him

Father I am tired and alone
John, take my mother. How the blood outflows!
Abba, why? Forgive them, they do not know
Look kindly now upon your son, receive my soul

I’ll do what I came to do
thorn crown, painted ground
Raise a sip of vinegar to the King of the Jews
I’ll do what I came to do
crow’s call, darkness falls
Breathe out, curtain torn in two

I’ll do what I came to do
I’ll do what I came to do
I’ll do what I came to do

For you, for you,
For you, for you

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released March 27, 2016

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Annie Bethancourt Portland, Oregon

Annie Bethancourt has been heralded as an angelic voice with “a lot of talent on her lips and at her fingertips.”

Now splitting her time between the firs of Portland, Oregon and the palm trees of Costa Rica, Bethancourt lives a life of wanderlust, and her music is, just like her scenery, an ever changing mixture of people and places, strange scenarios, and quirky tales.
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