Wounded for Me
Words by W.G. Ovens and Gladys W. Roberts
Music by W.G. Ovens

Isaiah 53:5
"But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities:
the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed."


            Wounded for me, wounded for me,
            There on the cross he was wounded for me;
            Gone my transgressions, and now I am free,
            All because Jesus was wounded for me.

            Dying for me, dying for me,
            There on the cross he was dying for me;
            Now in His death my redemption I see,
            All because Jesus was dying for me.

            Risen for me, risen for me,
            Up from the grace He has risen for me;
            Now ever more from death's sting I am free;
            All because Jesus has risen for me.

            Living for me, living for me,
            Up in the skies He is living for me;
            Daily He's pleading and praying for me,
            All because Jesus is living for me.

            Coming for me, coming for me,
            One day to earth He is coming for me;
            Then with what joy His dear face I shall see,
            Oh, how I praise Him! He's coming for me.

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