For love of me
He left a throne
And came in condescension low;
He sought me when I wandered lone
In my dark sin and grief and woe.
O matchless grace
that He should deign
For love of me
To tread the way of bitter pain
To Calvary.
For love of me
He took my name
That He to me might Savior be;
Endured the scorn
the grief
the shame
And
sinless
bore sin’s penalty.
For love of me
He went
thorn crowned
To cruel death upon the tree;
By foe reviled
by friend disowned
And dying
won the victory.
Exalted high
He now doth reign
Lord over all
the Prince of Life;
Till He in power shall come again
To banish sin and end the strife.