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Golgatha By Chris Thorns formed His crown, nails pierced His hands, many wept, others scoffed, some didn't understand. Love and sorrow flowed from that rugged tree; the devil faced defeat, but for us was victory! Like a lamb to the slaughter Jesus paid the penalty, when He shed His blood on that old rugged tree. It was finished at Golgatha our redemption was sealed, Jesus overcame sin and death and by His stripes we're healed. Tho wickedness will increase God's grace shall more abound. on Christ the solid rock is where I can be found! |
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