He Took My Place All my life I've always wondered Why He gave His life for me. I know that I'm not worthy And, will never ever be. He was crucified upon a cross, Nails were placed into His hands. Why He took my place on Calvary I will never understand. He gave His life so freely. My sins He gladly bore. I will always follow Jesus 'Til He meets me at Heaven's door. Copyright 2001 - Gloria Martel |
