HE FORSOOK HEAVEN

Each night He’d lay/ His head upon/ a cold pillow of stone

As He would sleep/ beneath the stars/ so far from His home

He would sit down/ on the cold ground/ instead of His heavenly throne

This He knew/// He must do// our sins to atone

CHORUS

Yes He forsook heaven and the comforts it gave

He became a carpenter not much more than a slave

But His real mission/ Was man’s soul to save

So man could see/ that eternity/ waited beyond the grave

Each night He’d pray// to God and say// please keep them safe for me

For as you know/ that I must go/// up to Calvary

And there I will// most surely spill my blood on an old rugged tree

to keep them / Safe from sin/ through all eternity

REPEAT CHORUS

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