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The Glory (Oxygen Album Version) - Frankie Avalon
In the solitary moment of his birth
On this barren dusty land
All of heaven kissed the face of the earth
With a miracle of love god became a man
But he was sent away to draw his final breath
When he was only thirty three
And in the shame of dying a criminal's death
He cleansed an angry world and in his suffering I see
The glory of the blood the beauty of the body
That was broken for our forgiveness
The glory of his perfect love
Is the heart of the story the glory of the blood
I have tried to find salvation on my own
In a search for something real search for something real
But there's a guilty heart inside this flesh and bone
I fall upon his grace and I begin to feel
The glory of the blood the beauty of the body
That was broken for our forgiveness
The glory of his perfect love
Is the heart of the story the glory of the blood
And when I close my eyes I can see him hanging there
Oh the precious wounded lamb of god
And all the majesty in this world cannot compare to the glory
The beauty of the body
That was broken for our forgiveness
The glory of the blood the beauty of the body
That was broken for our forgiveness
The glory of his perfect love
Is the heart of the story the glory of the blood
He was sent away to draw his final breath
When he was only thirty three
