he died for me


wonderfully he was made
born unlike others
grow not like you and me
yes he was chosen

bold as a lion
but heart of a Lamb
full of love, peace and harmony
yes he is full of compassion

they spit saliva on his face
whipping his back
tutoring him day and night
yes they mocked him

they crucified him
he called his majesty name
pieced him with a spear
yes he died for me

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