He Took My Place

A trem­bling soul

I sought the Lord

My sin con­fessed

my guilt de­plored;

How soft and sweet

His word to me

I took thy place

and died for thee.

No oth­er hope

no oth­er plea;

He took my place

and died for me;

O pre­cious Lord

of Cal­va­ry!

He took my place and died for me.

Here rests my heart; as­sur­ance sweet

His bless­èd work He will com­plete

Since in His love

so great and free

He took my place

and died for me.

When sor­row veils the smil­ing day

When ev­il foes be­set my way

Abundant grace in Him I see

He took my place

and died for me.

No room for doubt

no room for fears

When to my view the cross ap­pears

My joy­ful song shall ev­er be

He took my place

and died for me.