How can I explain something not of this world
A man hung between two thieves
Blood dripping from His hands and brow
Pulling with His nailed wrists for each breath
People spit on Him and mocked His name
This was a man that came to die for me
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You can believe it or not
You can say that it`s a myth
You can trust and obey or
You can say He doesn`t exist
But I know He came and died and shed His blood on a tree
And three days later He arose and set me free
Three crosses on a hill, dark clouds in the sky
Tear falls to the ground from His mother`s eye
Hanging in innocence as His Father watched Him die
Three days later the stone was rolled away
Breath came to His words as He arose alive
The sinner`s debt did He pay with His death
After His truth was told it wasn`t the same
Jesus Christ was this Lamb`s name