He's felt every teardrop
And each ripened disease
May we step back and stop
To ponder the giver of peace
He showed power and strength
In meekness and suffering
Then at the crosses length
He made His final offering
Punished like a sinner
He comforted the thieves
And told where they'd soon enter
Where hope's learned as one believes
May we ever be grateful for Jesus
Knowing He prays in our behalf
And know He ever believes in us
Thus, where He is now, may we one day be at
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