Ten Thousand Angels - Loretta Lynn

They bound the hands of Jesus in the garden where he pray

They led him through the street in shame

They spat upon the Saviour so pure and free from sin

They said crusify him he’s to blame

He could have called ten thousand angels to destroy the world and set him free

He could have called ten thousand angels but he died alone for you and me

Upon his precious head they placed a crown of thorns

They laughed and said behold the king

They struck him and they cursed him and mocked his holy name

And all alone he suffered everything

He could have caught…