Jesus
Adorn thy head with a prickly crown
to the wood , my hands are bound
for the world , in silent sound
I gave thy blood.
For without sin, for yours I would
for the world, and greater good
I was born, and died as I should
I gave thy blood.
On that day, they silenced thee
then, I, arose by he
for it be my destiny
I gave thy blood.
Saints and Sinners know my name
with my father, I do reign
and forever I shall be thy king
I gave thy blood.
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