Jesus Died for Me (Williams)

Angels in shin­ing or­der stand

Around the Sav­ior’s throne;

They bow with rev­er­ence at His feet

And make His glo­ry known.

Those happy spir­its sing His praise

To all eter­ni­ty

But I can sing re­deem­ing grace

For Je­sus died for me.

Died for me

yes

died for me

Yes

Je­sus died for me

for me;

Died for me

yes died for me.

Then I can sing re­deem­ing grace

For Je­sus died for me.

The cross of Christ in­spires my heart

To sing re­deem­ing grace;

Awake

my soul

and bear a part

In my Re­deem­er’s praise.

O who can be com­pared to Him

Who died up­on the tree?

This is my dear

de­light­ful theme

That Je­sus died for me.

His bo­dy

brok­en

nailed and torn

And stained with streams of blood

His spot­less soul was left for­lorn

Forsaken by His God

’Twas then His Fa­ther gave the stroke

That jus­tice did de­cree;

All na­ture felt that dread­ful stroke

When Je­sus died for me.

Eloi

la­ma

sa­bach­tha­ni?

My God

My God

He cried

Why hast Thou thus for­sak­en Me?

And thus my Sav­ior died.

But why did God for­sake His Son

When bleed­ing on the tree?

He died for sins

but not His own

For Je­sus died for me.