He Died For You

He died for you, that Man upon the tree, Whose head was hung in shame and agony. No power of words can er’e describe the grief. It cost that Man your soul to bring relief. Not thorny crown, not nails through guiltless hands, Not pinioned feet did break the awful bands, But rather death, one of the Trinity. God’s Son, made sin for your eternity: This was the price, and justice had its due, When once for all, in love, He died for you. Christ, Cross