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Acidic words and words of hate
"Can't save himself? What a waste"
Salt of scorn on open wounds
Hurled at Christ before the tomb
Verbal stones increase the pain
Words pound the nails deep in his veins
What kind of person would mock the man?
On his death bed? Blood stained hands

Forgiving words and words of life
Paint on the canvas of sacrifice
A prayer of forgiveness He said for me
While His blood spilled out to set us free
Broke His body, couldn't kill His soul
"Into Your hands I let My spirit go"
Three days later He rose again
Christ resurrected from the dead!

(Mocked!)
Whipped
(Scorn!)
They put You to death

In His pain no anger did He vent
This is why He came, why He was sent
To give His life on Calvary
To save a little wretch like me
Broke His body, couldn't kill His soul
"Into Your hands I let My spirit go"
Three days later He rose again
Christ resurrected from the dead!

(Mocked!)
Whipped
(Scorn!)
They put You to death

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