A wondrous mystery in the pages of history
Of a Man who bled and died for me
He's more than a story
He's the One who hung upon a tree
His crimson flow poured out for me
He gave His life to set me free
And I fall down
I fall down
I fall down on my knees
And cry Holy is the Lord
Worship Him
Worship Him and adore
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