Jesus shed his blood for me,
bore, for our salvation
on his cross, the agony
of a lost creation.
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Jesus, Lord, Jesus, Lord,
for my sins they slew thee.
Now by thy dear blood restored,
draw the sinner to thee.
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For what crime should he be killed,
for his killers praying?
Mad, that mindless mob has willed
their Messiah's slaying.
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None there lives who does not know
sin, bloodied as crimson;
but the cross makes white as snow
all in Christ's dominion.
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Jesus, oh so fair art thou!
My good friend, my Savior,
thy grace, only, save me now,
and from hell forever.