| Jesus Jesus Jesus sweetest name I know
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| He was born in an obscure village
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| The son of a simple peasant woman
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| He grew up in another small town
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| And worked with his father in a carpenter shop until He was thirty
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| And then for three years he was what we might call a traveling preacher
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| He never wrote a book He never held political office
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| The places He did go He usually walked
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| He never did any of the things that one normally associates with greatness
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| He had no credentials but himself
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| When He was only thirty-three years old
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| The tide of public opinion turned against Him
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| Some of His friends deserted Him one denied Him
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| One even betrayed Him and turned Him over to His enemies
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| He went through the mockery of a trial
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| He was nailed to a cross between two thieves
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| While He was dying His executioners for His only possession
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| His robe His purple robe
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| When He was dead he was taken from the cross
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| And laid in a borrowed grave
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| Provided for the compassion of friends
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| Almost twenty wide centuries have since come and gone
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| And today this man is the centerpiece of the human race
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| The leader in the column of mankind problems
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| I think I am well with in the mark
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| That all the armies that ever marched
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| All the navies that ever sailed the seven seas
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| All the legislative bodies that ever met
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| All the kings and rulers that have ever rained
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| And all put together have not affected the life of man here on this earth
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| As much as that one solitary life
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| Jesus Jesus Jesus Sweetest name I know
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| Sweetest name I know I know |