Lee Stuck

(Yakima, Washington)

Thank You Jesus


Thank you Jesus for your love that you've given to me
Thank you Jesus for your mercy that is always so free
Thank you Jesus for you dying on Calvary's tree
Thank you Jesus for what you've done for me.

Thank you Jesus for your grace that you've given to me
Thank you Jesus for your love that is always so free
Thank you Jesus for your blessings I see every day
Thank you Jesus for what you've done for me.

Thank you Jesus for your life that you've given to me
Thank you Jesus for the cross that has set me so free
Thank you Jesus for your caring for all of my sin
Thank you Jesus for what you've done for me.

Thank you Jesus for the mansion you've built there for me
Thank you Jesus for heaven where I'll always be free
Thank you Jesus for making my life full of joy
Thank you Jesus for what you've done for me.

Submitted: Thursday, January 02, 2003

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