It Was His Love for Me

It was his love for me

That nailed him to the tree

To die in agony for all my sin.

For my own guilt and blame

The great Redeemer came,

Willing to bear the shame

Of all my sin.

Oh, what a Saviour is mine,

In him God’s mercies combine;

His love can never decline,

And he loves me.

To Calvary’s hill one day

The Lord was led away;

None else the price could pay

For all my sin.

He on the cross was slain,

Yielding his life in pain;

He felt the bitter stain

Of all my sin.

Was ever love so strong,

Was ever crime so wrong,

When Jesus suffered long

For all my sin?

He saw my greatest need,

Became my Friend indeed,

Through him I have been freed

Of all my sin.

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