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Christ gave his life for me,
His precious blood he shed,
That I might ransomed be,
And quickened from the dead.
|: He gave, he gave his life for me;
How grateful I should be! :|
His Father's house of light,
His glory-circled throne,
He left for earthly night,
For wand'rings sad and lone;
|: He left, he left it all for me,
Have I left all for thee? :|
He suffered much for me,
More than I now can know,
Of bitt'rest agony;
He drained the cup of woe;
|: He bore, he bore it all for me,
What have I borne for thee? :|
He now has brought to me,
Down from his home above,
Salvation full and free,
Pardon and life and love.
|: He brings, he brings rich gifts to me,
Lord, I give all to thee. :|
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