Once a man whom we know as the Son of God Hung upon a cruel tree He suffered pain as no mortal man He took my place, He did it all for me.
When I step just inside those gates - those gates of pearl And the master's face I see I'll gladly kneel at his nail-scarred feet Oh praise the Lord, He did it all for me
He did it all for me Each drop of blood was shed for even me When the savior cried, bowed his head and died Oh praise the Lord, He did all for me
