They bound the hands of Jesus in the garden where he prayed, They led him through the street in shame, They spat upon the Saviour so pure and free from sin, They said crucify him, He's to blame. He could have called ten thousand angels, To destroy the world and set Him free, He could have called ten thousand angels, But he died alone for you and me. Upon his precious head they placed a crown of thorns. They laughed and said 'behold the king'. They struck him and they cursed him, and mocked his holy name. And all alone he suffered everything. He could have called ten thousand angels, To destroy the world and set Him free, He could have called ten thousand angels, But he died alone for you and me.
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