Jesus, my Saviour, to Bethlehem came, Born in a manger to sorrow and shame; Oh, it was wonderful-- blest be His name! Seeking for me, for me!
Seeking for me ! for me ! . . Seeking for me ! for me ! . . Oh, it was wonderful-- blest be His name Seeking for me, for me !
2. Jesus, my Saviour, on Calvary's tree, Paid the great debt, and my soul He set free; Oh, it was wonderful-- how could it be?--
Dying for me, for me ! Dying for me ! for me ! . . Dying for me ! for me ! . . Oh, it was wonderful-- how could it be ?-- Dying for me, for me !
3. Jesus, my Saviour, the same as of old, While I was wand'ring afar from the fold, Gently and long did He plead with my soul,
Calling for me, for me ! Calling for me ! for me ! . . Calling for me ! for me ! . . Gently and long did He plead with my soul, Calling for me, for me !
4. Jesus, my Saviour, shall come from on high-- Sweet is the promise as weary years fly ; Oh, I shall see Him descend from the sky, Coming for me, for me !
Coming for me ! for me ! . . Coming for me ! for me ! . . Oh, I shall see Him descend from the sky, Coming for me, for me!