I am astounded by His strange love,
by the way He lived just as a mere man
where He the creator God chose
to Himself bore man’s punishment.
I am astounded by His strange love,
by the way He wrote in the sand,
forcing the men who wanted to kill to leave
and forgiving Mary Magdalene.
I am astounded by His strange love,
by the way that He daily dwells with me,
being gentle like a unblemished dove
where I am a man full of sin and iniquity,
I am astounded by His strange love
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