Louder than the mob

I know I'm just another Judas, kiss Your face
While I drive the nail through Your hand
I know I'm just another Thomas, won't believe
Until I feel the hole in Your hands
Then I will say, my God, I see not what You see
My God, what do You see in me?
My God, crowned in glory
The Lamb of God is worthy

My sin yells, "Crucify!" Louder than the mob that day
My sin yells, "Crucify!" louder than any mouth.