| Carefully they wrapped Him and they laid Him on the hay
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| Infinite Creator, the Truth, the Life, the Way
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| And it seems like such a shame
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| To find the name above all names in such a cold unholy place
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| Of all the places for the Lord of Lords
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| Of all the places for a King
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| Of all the places for deity to be
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| Who would imagine that He would come to this place for me?
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| Cruelly they mocked Him and they nailed Him to a beam
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| Father, forgive them was the whisper of Calvary
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| How could they just stand
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| And watch the Great I Am dying for man?
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| Of all the places for the Lord of Lords
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| Of all the places for a King
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| Of all the places for deity to be
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| Who would imagine that He would come to this place for me?
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| In the rubble of my life He found what was left of me
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| He entered in and bound up the wounds that tortured me
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| And I was so amazed to see Him face to face
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| Oh, amazing is His grace, yeah
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| Of all the places for the Lord of Lords
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| Of all the places for a King
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| Of all the places for deity to be
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| Who would imagine that He would come to this place for me?
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| Yeah, of all of the places
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| From the manger to the cross
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| To the hearts of the lost
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| Of all of the places
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| Carefully they wrapped Him and they laid Him on the hay |