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He Bore It All
My precious Savior suffered pain and agony, He bore it all that I might live; He broke the bonds of sin and set the captive free, All that I might in His presence live.
He bore it all that I might see His shining face, Freely bore it all. I with Him might live, I stood condemned to die but Jesus took my place, All that I might in His presence live.
They placed a crown of thorns upon my Savior's head, all that I might live; By cruel man with spear His side was pierced and bled, All that I might in His presence live.
He bore it all that I might see His shining face, Freely bore it all. I with Him might live, I stood condemned to die but Jesus took my place, All that I might in His presence live.
Up Calv'ry's hill in shame the blessed Savior trod, Freely bore it all that I might live; I with Him might live; Between two thieves they crucified the Son of God, He bore it all that I might live.
He bore it all that I might see His shining face, Freely bore it all. I with Him might live, I stood condemned to die but Jesus took my place, All that I might in His presence live.