A broken heart, it search nigh, for rocks to crush, its hopeless light
Where will it go for atonement's kiss?
Where can it receive sweet forgiveness?
Oh how much pain, that swelleth within
The blood is lodged, in-flam-a-ted
Oh would someone pierce this swollen heart,
And pour out the life, that was there once
So that peace can come upon my soul
I will finally rest with peace alone
And here he comes sword ext-end-ed
And takes my place, will surrendered
To his Father he looks apathetically
For our healing he urges pleadingly
And now he's crushed, and bruised abandoned
Though undeserving he receives our brandish
3 Scars to remind us of his life
The day he was our sacrifice
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