| GOLGOTHA HILL I was there the night that Jesus died I was there, on Golgotha Hill in the midst of the blood and the hatred I was the sin... That killed my saviour... He didn't belong there But he was there And even then I didn't know why he cared Still, only the divine would be Willing to die for a wretch like me I was there the night that Jesus died I was there on Golgotha Hill... (c) copywritten 2004 |
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