Within my mind's eye
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Flickering from the past
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Come images that terrify and calm
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A paradox in me
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Nail pierced hands they run with blood
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A splitting brow forced by the thorns
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His face is writhing with the pain yet it's comforting to me
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He chose to give it all
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Jesus endured the pain
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Paying a debt I owed and created a paradox in me
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Nail pierced hands they run with blood
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A splitting brow forced by the thorns
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His face is writhing with the pain yet it's comforting to me
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And in my heart I know that you're the only one
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Who could of came and died, a sacrifice
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As your God's only son
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Nail pierced hands they run with blood
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A splitting brow forced by the thorns
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His face is writhing with the pain yet it's comforting to me
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Passion
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| Kutless |
