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Naked, alone, cold cobblestones,
They beat Him until the blood ran
They brought Him to die, on a cross, up on-high
With spikes through His feet and His hands.
You can use Him, abuse Him, mock and accuse Him
Sell Him out for thirty pieces
Betray Him, slay Him, do the devil's mayhem
But you can't shake Jesus
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