Luyện nghe bài hát The Glory

In the moment of His birth
On barren dusty land
All of heaven kissed the face of the
With a miracle of
God a man
But He was sent away to His final breath
When He was thirty-three
And in the shame of a criminal's death
He cleansed an world
And in His I see

The of the blood
The beauty of the
That was broken for our
The glory of His perfect
Is the heart of the
The glory of the

Now I have tried to find on my own
In a search for something
But there's a guilty heart inside flesh and bone
Fall upon His
And I to feel

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And when I my eyes I can see Him hanging there
Oh the wounded Lamb of God
All the in this world cannot compare to the glory
The of the body
That was for our forgiveness

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But He was sent away to draw His final
He was only thirty-three