I look upon Your hill
Your broken body hanging still
Your blood drips down
Your face and brow
You broght me life through death
No greater Love than this
Surely Hes borne our grief
Carried our sorrow
Though weve gone astray
Its by His stripes and wounds
We were healed
On that glorious day.
Oh Lord, Youve worn the crown
Ive placed uponYour head
Oh Lord, Ive pierced Your hands
Yet Your blood declares my innocence
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