I
love to sing of Jesus,
The
Man who set me free,
The
Son of God who loved me
And
gave Himself for me.
He
gave Himself to save me
And
bore my penalty
Because
the Man who loved me
Desired
my company.
He
died because He loved me,
He
died to do God’s will;
As
risen and ascended
My
Saviour loves me still.
He’s
coming soon to take me
To
be before His face
To
share His love and glory,
And
celebrate His grace.
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