I
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
II
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
Chorus
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
III
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