They lashed My
back
With whips of
bone and leather
Ripped hair from
My beard
The sight was gruesome
– all together
They beat a crown
of thorns into My head
I bled and bled
Crimson poured
down My face
I suffered in
your place
They nailed Me to
a tree
Can’t you see?
I hung in your
place
For the sin of the
human race
I died so you’d
find life
Once and for all
I forgave
Silence was My
response to strife
I rose again from
the grave
Those that trust
me all go free
Their sin
forgiven all because of Me
Born a second
time to live for eternity
Born twice to
experience
Life under the gentle
rule of the King of Kings
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