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george beverly shea - he became poor lyrics

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[intro]
for he became poor to ransom my soul

[verse 1]
they borrowed a manger of hay for his bed
jesus my savior
no soft, downy pillow, no warm cradle spread
for jesus, my lord

[chorus]
his were the planets and stars in the sky
his were the valleys and mountains so high
his, all earth’s riches from pole unto pole
but he became poor to ransom my soul

[verse 2]
they borrowed a colt lowly, beast for a king
jesus my savior
no court gave him honor, no carillons ring
for jesus my lord

[chorus]
his were the planets and stars in the sky
his were the valleys and mountains so high
his, all earth’s riches from pole unto pole
but he became poor to ransom my soul

- george beverly shea lyrics

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