The God I serve is not made of stone
Nor crafted by human hands
The Saviour left His heavenly throne
And took on the form of man
His suffering was an example
His steps I diligently seek
He knew no sin, no deceit or guile
But bore my sins on the tree
His work on the cross brought death to sin
So I can live righteously
The Shepherd and Bishop of my soul
Purchased me for eternity
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