His heart was broken, mine was mended He became sin now I am clean The cross He carried bore my burden The nails that held Him set me free His life for mine, His life for mine How could it ever be that He would die God's Son would die to save a wretch like me What love divine He gave His life for mine His scars of suffering brought me healing He spilled His blood to fill my soul His crown of thorns made me royalty His sorrow gave me joy untold He was despised and rejected Stripped of His garment and oppressed I am loved and accepted And I wear a robe of righteousnessПлаче Господь Ons Krag word meer Yo no tengo ya mi gusto en el placer ذاك الذي غنت Я иду за Тобой по пустыне земной إذا أستجبت طلبتي ạhtfwạ ạyhạ ạlṣdyqwn bạlrb Smieme kráčať Сени Такип едийорум lk yạrb ạlʿẓmẗ
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