He came for us sinners
Now we are the winners
That's what we are told
But if I may be so bold
I will not add my missteps
Lay them on His doorsteps
Adding to His inhuman pain
Would be totally beyond insane
I am the one who failed
Yet He the one impaled
The debt is mine to pay
Not His, never, no way
When that bill comes due
The judge I'll answer to
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