John Waller Of All The Places
Carefully they wrapped Him and they laid Him on the hay
Infinite Creator, the Truth, the Life, the Way
And it seems like such a shame
To find the name above all names
In such a cold, unholy place
Of all the places for the Lord of Lords
Of all the places for a King
Of all the places for deity to be
Who would imagine that He would come to this place for
me?
Cruelly they mocked Him
And they nailed Him to a beam
Father, forgive them was the whisper of Calvary
How could they just stand and watch the "Great I Am"
Dying for man?
Of all the places for the Lord of Lords
Of all the places for a King
Of all the places for deity to be
Who would imagine that He would come to this place for
me?
In the rubble of my life
He found what was left of me
He entered in and bound up the wounds that tortured me
And I was so amazed to see Him face to face
O, amazing is His grace
Yeah…
Of all the places for the Lord of Lords
Of all the places for a King
Of all the places for deity to be
Who would imagine that He would come to this place for
me?
All of the places
From the manager to the cross
To the hearts of the lost
Of all of the places
Carefully they wrapped Him and they laid Him on the
hay…
