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Our Lord
Our Lord
Our Lord and Savior
Suffered a great loss
Tortured and nailed
Hung high on a cross
Hands pierced with nails
Blood flowing from His waist
Because of His death
Our sins have been erased
Our Lord and Savior
Rose on that third day
Defeating sin and death
It was the only way
He saves a special place
For you and one for me
He did it with His Grace
Our lives have been set free
Our Lord and Savior
Is coming back one day
This is His promise
He's the only way
Our Lord forgives us
With Him we'll never loose
We need to celebrate
And speak of this great news
Copyright ©2007 Marvin H Lane
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