Man of sorrows
Well acquainted with grief
Drug down to the city dump
Spread eagle on a cross beam
Propped up like a scarecrow
Nailed like a thief
There for all the world to see
You wore the chains so I could be free
Yeah, yeah Oh Lord, you did that for me
Oh Lord, you did that for me
You wore the chains so I could be free!
Partial lyrics of You Did That For Me by Sara Groves
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