Morbid Infliction
Rejected By the hearts of so many They refused To admit His deity No mercy Accorded to the Holy "Crucify!" It was their only plea
But He rose From the dead on the third day All were in shock Disbelief and dismay He then proved That He was God above Resurrection From the dead, from the grave
He bore our sins Yes he bore our afflictions Yet He was pure The essence of perfection He took our pain So we could be forgiven He is real and He can be our haven
He is the man Some described as a fiction The target of Our morbid infliction Hurt by the ones Who thought they believed in Him Nailed to a cross What a death that is so grim Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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