Paroles de Of All The Places

Carefully they wrapped Him and they laid Him on the hay Infinite Creator, the Truth, the Life, the Way And it seems like such a shame To find the name above all names In such a cold, unholy place Of all the places for the Lord of Lords Of all the places for a King Of all the places for deity to be Who would imagine that He would come to this place for me? Cruelly they mocked Him And they nailed Him to a beam Father, forgive them was the whisper of Calvary How could they just stand and watch the "Great I Am" Dying for man? In the rubble of my life He found what was left of me He entered in and bound up the wounds that tortured me And I was so amazed to see Him face to face O, amazing is His grace Yeah… All of the places From the manager to the cross To the hearts of the lost Of all of the places Carefully they wrapped Him and they laid Him on the hay…