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They Tend to Die Lyrics
Our Lord's enemies, they found Him in Gethsemane
They took God's only Son from the olive grove
And I decry, that which is breathing tends to die
Oh my Lord, his last hours of sorrow
I implore my hope for tomorrow
Our Lord's enemies, they mocked Him as they bowed their knees
They put God's only Son in a crown of thorns
And I decry, that which is breathing tends to die
Oh my Lord, I hope I can find you
I deplore the way that they bind you
Our Lord's enemies, they killed Him on a torture tree
They sent God's only Son to a lowly grave
And I decry, that which is breathing tends to die
They took God's only Son from the olive grove
And I decry, that which is breathing tends to die
I implore my hope for tomorrow
They put God's only Son in a crown of thorns
And I decry, that which is breathing tends to die
I deplore the way that they bind you
They sent God's only Son to a lowly grave
And I decry, that which is breathing tends to die
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Submitted by
zargoth On Dec 18, 2016
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