He did it for me

He did it for you 
He did it for me
He rose from his grave to set me free 
He gave it all 
He would do it again 
He gave his life 
For my sins 
They couldn't keep him down 
Devil you cant win 
Jesus died and rose again 


He died 
He didnt stay 
He rose 
On the third day 
Jesus where do I begin 
Thank you for doing it for me over and again 

I never knew grace was granted me
I didn't know that  having faith in you would set me  free
I never knew my  problems you would carry them all 
Be there to catch me when I fall 
You were whooped with many stripes 
You still did forgive 
So that we could live 
You sacrificed your life 
Im so thankful 
Jesus Christ

He died 
He didnt stay 
He rose 
On the third day 
Jesus where do I begin 
Thank you for doing it for me over and again

Jesus , is all I can say 
Thank you for loving me in a way 
Thank you for all that you gave 
So that I could be saved 
(Repeat 1x)
He died 
He didnt stay 
He rose 
On the third day 
Jesus where do I begin 
Thank you for doing it for me over and again
(Repeat until chorus fades)
Written by Concetta Hardnett 
04/05/2026
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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