Wounded for me, wounded for me

Wounded for me

wounded for me

There on the cross He was wounded for me;

Gone my transgressions

and now I am free

All because Jesus was wounded for me.

Dying for me

dying for me

There on the cross He was dying for me;

Now in His death my redemption I see

All because Jesus was dying for me.

Risen for me

risen for me

Up from the grave He has risen for me;

Now evermore from death’s sting I am free

All because Jesus has risen for me.

Living for me

living for me

Up in the skies He is living for me;

Daily He’s pleading and praying for me

All because Jesus is living for me.

Coming for me

coming for me

Soon in the air He is coming for me;

Then with what joy His dear face I shall see

Oh

how I praise Him! He’s coming for me.