Jesus Hung For Me and the Lost--
He died for me
He bore His body
Hung on a tree
For you and me
His blood ran warm
With eyes bore, looking onto heaven
His words WHY GOD…
He Himself bore our sins;
His body hung from the tree;
This tree was a cross;
My Jesus hung for me and us, the lost;
Oh, so that we might die to sins;
When forgiven;
Repenting with our mouths;
Turn around with grace, live for righteousness;
For by His wounds I am healed;
By your strips Lord I am now healed so;
I’m freed, grace your mercies grace has forgiven me;
He died for me
He bore His body
Hung on a tree
For you and me
His blood ran warm
With eyes bore, looking onto heaven
His words WHY GOD…
Jesus died for you and I
His wounds have healed us;
Thank you, thank you Father God
Thank you for saving me, Jesus
Thank you, thank you Lord, thank you Father God
8/28/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
-1 Peter 2:24
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2019
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