Savior

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His eyes are magnificent
Beautiful and glorious in color
His hair is a wave of beauty and glow all wrapped up in one
He spoke so smooth and gently
He made the crowds go hush
Upon his head stood a crown made of thorns
On his hands and feet sat the marks of the blood he shed
Yet his heart was white as snow
He loved like no man had ever loved
He paid the price like no other
He is the son of Mary
And the Savior of us all

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