The Sacred Harp 2012 Cooper Book Edition
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Song · Page 468

Sweet Thought

Lyrics

How sweet to think He died for me
Upon the cruel tree;
It brings me pain and agony,
But, yet it brings me ecstasy.
Just think He died for me.

A wretched sinner vile am I
For whom the Lord did die.
He sent His own begotten Son,
Redemption paid for everyone.
Just think He died for you.