I turn the other cheek Yet it is you Who is meek I opened myself Up to you I gave myself To your brethren In return I was surrounded My cruel heathens I turn the other cheek Yet it is you Who is meek I no longer seek revenge I no longer seek refuge Now my footsteps Just get bigger And my pace gets Quicker I turn the other check Yet it is you Who is meek At the height of My glory You will learn my Story And be shameful And be remorseful And be weak For that person Whose destruction You seek And in my fortune And in my good tiding You will be humbled Yet I shall not lift a Finger Of accusation You will be humbled When people know I was once amongst Your brethren And you will feel Guilt Sorrow Remorse Yet you will wish me well And finally see I am human Who bleeds red as anyone I turn the other check But it is you who is Meek