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I’m not on an ego trip,
I’m nothing on my own
I make mistakes I often slip,
just common flesh and bones
But I'll prove someday, just why I say,
I’m of a special kind
For when He was on the cross,
I was on His mind.
For He knew me yet He loved me
He whose glory makes
the heavens shine.
So unworthy of such mercy.
Yet when He was on the cross,
I was on His mind.
The look of love was on His face
and thorns were on His head
The blood was on His scarlet robe
and stained a crimson red
Though His eyes were on the crowd
that day, He looked ahead in time
For when He was on the cross,
I was on His mind.
For He knew me yet He loved me
He whose glory makes
the heavens shine.
So unworthy of such mercy.
Yet when He was on the cross,
I was on His mind.
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