I thank You for the cross You bore
O Wounded King - Kara Williamson (MP3 clip)
O wounded king, so fiercely stained
So full of love, so filled with pain
Once crucified, my soul to save
Against the sky Your hands once made
You died a man, still You were God
Heaven’s spotless lamb shedding human blood
Such love and mercy unrestrained
I could not ask for such a thing
Oh perfect plan
Oh love divine
When Your deep wounds reached into mine
Oh sinless friend of sinners poor
I thank You for the cross You bore
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