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King of Kings
King of Kings
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Nailed in wrists,
And crowned with thorn,
The king of the world,
Dressed in torn.
His wounds of love,
His song of peace,
The king of kings,
Puts me in bliss.
His wounds so deep,
My tears so soft,
He wipes my pain,
With every drop.
His beautiful face,
Which glows so bright,
Like a shining star,
On a new moon night.
His footprint stays,
In the sand of time,
He purges our souls,
From every grime.
