Before I was even conceived
He came and died for me
Even before I sinned
He forgave me
Though I sin
He loves me still
He died as he lived
His wounds killed my transgressions
The sacrifice for my life he became
He became poor so I may be rich
Oh yes a billionare of righteousness
When I'm down to nothing
He's upto something
Death appointed me
Jesus annointed me
When all hope was gone
He became a friend
He created every part of me
What kind of man is he?
That all my sins he forgave
With eternal life he blessed me
With everlasting life he blessed me
He did it all for me
When all my bones were formed
He carefully put them together
he did it all for me
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