"FOR ME"There in a garden fallen on His knees, He agonized for me---The cup He was given was bitter to drink, He drank it all for me---To a hill far away He was led like a thief, He tread that path for me---Upon His head a thorny crown was placed, He wore that crown for me---The nails in His hands, the nails in His feet, were fastened there for me---Hung on that ignoble and scandalous cross, He suffered shame for me---The pain He endured, the Blood that He shed, was done out of love for me---Dying He loved me giving His all, He died on that cross for me---.E. A. Johnston
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