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I was in the crowd the day that Jesus died
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And as He hung upon that cross His mother cried
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I saw the crown of thorns He wore
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The stripes on His back
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The water and the blood ran out
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And then the sky turned black
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My mind was filled with anger
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My heart filled with shame
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This man brought only healing
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Well who could bring Him pain
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Why does it seem the strong
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They always victimize the weak
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And suddenly I found myself
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Standing to my feet
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CHORUS
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And I cried
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Who nailed Him there
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This Child of peace and mercy
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Who nailed Him there
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Come and face me like a man
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Who nailed Him there
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And the crowd began to mock me
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I cried Oh my God I just don¡¯t understand
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Then I turned and saw the hammer
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In my hand!
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I am just a Roman soldier
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An ordinary man
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I love my wife and children
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I do the best I can
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But how could I have killed Him
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There must be someone else
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I got to find an answer
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I can¡¯t blame myself
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CHORUS (repeat)
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I nailed Him there
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This Child of peace and mercy
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I nailed Him there
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I am the guilty man
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I nailed Him there
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With my sins and my transgressions
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I cried Oh my God now I understand
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When I turned and saw that hammer¡¦
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In my hand!
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The Hammer
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Ray Boltz |