abohack
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He Bore the Nails He bore the nails Our sins were paid now made us free Of blood a trail That leads each soul to victory A king was hailed A crown of thorns it had to be Broken and frail His body hung there from a tree At that noon hour all was still, then... – *by Amy Bohack*	0 Views added 5 months ago	Rating

He bore the nails
Our sins were paid now made us free
Of blood a trail
That leads each soul to victory
A king was hailed
A crown of thorns it had to be
Broken and frail
His body hung there from a tree
At that noon hour all was still, then...

– by Amy Bohack

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