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You climbed the hill in agonising pain Laden with all our sin and shame You took all our broken, battered pieces Our shattered, broken hearts released A crown of thorns placed upon Your forehead Drop by drop, Your robes stained blood red The clothes of God as Man in two were torn By sinners, for them lots were drawn And You, oh God, our sacrificial lamb Gave up your life for wretched Man A wooden sign they nailed upon Your cross To show the world how you had lost And then You cried out in love unbending Thus Your life on earth was ending There's no power of hell to keep you down Devil can't keep you from your crown You rose to show You are not defeated Kingdom come will be completed.
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Sep 9, 2016
Sep 9, 2016 at 8:24 PM UTC
The Climb
You climbed the hill in agonising pain Laden with all our sin and shame You took all our broken, battered pieces Our shattered, broken hearts released A crown of thorns placed upon Your forehead Drop by drop, Your robes stained blood red The clothes of God as Man in two were torn By sinners, for them lots were drawn And You, oh God, our sacrificial lamb Gave up your life for wretched Man A wooden sign they nailed upon Your cross To show the world how you had lost And then You cried out in love unbending Thus Your life on earth was ending There's no power of hell to keep you down Devil can't keep you from your crown You rose to show You are not defeated Kingdom come will be completed.
gracie-knoll
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Sep 9, 2016
Sep 9, 2016 at 8:24 PM UTC
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