He Did It For Me


In Gethsemane my Lord would pray

Then He let the soldiers take Him away

He stood before Pilot who washed His hands

Saying I find no fault in this man



He heard the crowd cry crucify

Give us Barabas and let Jesus die

So He took all the guilt and He took all the shame

Must have felt like the world mocked His name



He did it for you

He did it for me

He bled and died hanging on a tree

He gave His life so willingly

He did it for you

He did it for me



He stepped forward when we needed a volunteer

Knowing on this mission He would have to die down here

He took our place and He took our crown

Took    our battle with hell and took it down

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