. . + A crown of thorns placed on His head, He knew that He would soon be dead. He said, "Did You forget me, Father, did You?" They nailed Him to a wooden cross, Soon all the world would feel the loss Of Christ the King before His Hallelujah. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah He hung His head and prepared to die, Then lifted His face up to the sky, Said, "I am coming home now, Father, to You." A reed which held His final sip Was gently lifted to His lips. He drank His last and gave His soul to glory. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah The soldier who had used his sword To pierce the Body of our Lord, Said, "Truly this was Jesus Christ, our Savior." He looked with fear upon his sword, Then turned to face his Christ and Lord, Fell to his knees crying, Hallelujah. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Took from His head the thorny crown And wrapped Him in a linen gown Then laid Him down to rest inside the tomb. The holes in His hands, His feet, His side, Now in our hearts we know He died To save us from ourselves, O Hallelujah! Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Three days went by, again they came To move the stone to bless the slain With oil and spice anointing, Hallelujah. But as they went to move the stone, They saw that they were not alone, But Jesus Christ has risen, Hallelujah! Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah O Hallelujah, O Hallelujah, O Hallelujah!
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