Feel the nails

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They tell me Jesus died for my transgressions
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That he paid that price a long, long time ago
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When he gave his life for me 
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On a hill called Calvary
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But there's something else I want to know

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   Does he still feel the nails
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   Every time I fail
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   Can he hear the crowd cry "Crucify" again
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   Am I causing him pain 
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   Then I know I've got to change
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   I just can't bear the thought of hurting him.

It seems that I'm so good at breaking promises
And I treat his precious grace so carelessly
But each time he forgives 
What if he re-lives 
The agony He felt on that tree

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Holy, holy 
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Holy is the Lord 
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Holy Holy 
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Holy is the Lord

Добавлено: 01 мар 2008 | Пушкин