There You Go کے بول

Is this the strange feeling Of you working all to good 'Cause I am so confused I don't even ask for what I should When I asked for and deserved a stone You broke and gave your body as bread And even the stone that dropped down and rolled away Spoke of the one who bled There you go working good from my bad There you go making robes from my rags There you go melting crowns from my calves There you go working good of all I have Till all I have's not that bad When I asked for and deserved a serpent You gave a net full of fish And even the serpent that told the lie When lifted high foretold the gift For you so loved the unlovable That you gave the ineffable That who so believes the unbelievable Will gain the unattainable