He Loved Me

The Son of God loved me; amazing love,

That brought Him from His Father's home above.

The Son who in His Father's bosom dwelt:

Who there the throbbings of eternal love had felt.

He left that place of love so sweet and pure,

And came to earth, that here He might endure

In love for me, the sorrows of the cross,

Its shame, its loneliness and bitter loss

Of sweet communion-aye enjoyed till then.

Instead, He knew the mocking scorn of men.

LOVED ME, and gave Himself, even for me;

To take my curse and debt, upon the tree.

This was love's giving in its widest scope,

Providing endless comfort and good hope.

By His free giving of Himself to die,

Secured for me, with Him a home on high.

Of mysteries, the mystery-His love to me:

A love for time, and for eternity.

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