| They looked at Him and saw a simple man
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| A carpenter with healing in His hands
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| They saw Him calm the sea and heal a dying man
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| They saw but could they really understand
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| They could not, they could not
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| Though they tried, they could not
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| He was just a simple carpenter
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| But with healing in His hands
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| But could they really understand, they could not
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| They listened to the teaching that they heard
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| They wondered at the mystery of His word
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| They wondered what He meant, about a Father’s plan
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| They heard but could they really understand
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| They could not, they could not
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| Though they tried, they could not
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| They listened to the teaching about a Father’s plan
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| But could they really understand, they could not
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| So finally upon a rugged cross
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| They killed the man who would not suffer loss
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| And when at last they took what willingly He gave
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| He died, but could they keep Him in the grave
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| They could not, they could not
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| Praise God, they could not
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| And when at last they took from Him
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| What willingly He gave
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| Could they keep Him in the grave
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| Could they keep Him in the grave
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| Could they keep Him in the grave
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| They could not, they could not
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| Praise God, they could not
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| And when at last they took from Him
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| What willingly He gave
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| Could they keep Him in the grave
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| Could they keep Him in the grave
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| Could they keep Him in the grave
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| They could not! |