1  Jesus, my Savior, to Bethlehem came,

    Laid in a manger to sorrow and shame;

    O it was wonderful, blest be His name,

       Seeking for me, for me:

 2  Jesus, my Savior, on Calvary's tree

    Paid the great debt, and my soul He set free;

    O it was wonderful — how could it be?

       Dying for me, for me!

 3  Jesus, my Savior, the same as of old,

    While I was wand'ring in darkness and cold,

    Gently and long did He plead with my soul,

       Calling for me, for me!

 4  Jesus, my Savior, shall come from on high.

    Sweet is the promise as weary years fly:

    O I shall see Him descend from the sky,

       Coming for me, for me!