He took your place

Upon a rugged cross of Calvary Was there my blessed Saviour cried Forgive them for they know not what they do Oh, sinner friend, for thee he died His hands are gently knocking on your door Outside he's pleading to come in His heart is breaking as he waits for you To wash you free from every sin Someday he's coming back to claim his own We'll fly to Heaven's golden shore A crown of life he gives on that glad day With him we'll live forever more Those cruel thorns they pierced my Saviour's head The blood was flowing down his face In shame, forsaken there he hung and died Oh, sinner freind, he took you place Oh, sinner freind, he took you place


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