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In the heat of the early morning |
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On a hill they call the Skull |
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The roaring of the angry mob had settled to a lull |
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All eyes were cast upon the man whose hands and feet were bound |
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They saw him cry in anguish when they heard the hammer pound |
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They watched the bloody woven thorns with which His head was crowned |
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They watched the bloody cross of wood be dropped into the ground |
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The soldiers gambled for His clothes, they watched them win and lose |
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They saw the sign above His head that said "King of the Jews" |
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(Chorus) |
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(It is finished) And the sky grew black as the night |
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(It is finished) And the people scattered in fright |
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The work had been done, redemption had been won |
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The war was over without a fight |
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It is finished |
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They searched His face for anger, for vengeance in His stare |
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Instead of eyes that burned with hate a look of love was there |
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He prayed for their forgiveness and bowed His battered head |
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And noone knew the meaning of the final words He said |
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The provision has been made |
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The foundation has been laid |
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He paid the ransom due and tore the temple veil in two |
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And opened up the way for me and you |
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It is finished |
