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His Death For Me ?

So great my guilt, so deep its stain,
Not all earth's wealth could pardon gain.
What shall avail? Oh, can it be
The Son of God must die for me?

Beneath this mystery I bow,
Too deep for thought to search, and know
My heart cries out exultantly,
The Son of God has died for me.

Now all is His, I nothing own;
Whom should I serve but Him alone?
In strong love-bonds He set me free,
The Son of God, He died for me.

Author Unknown