First Line: Jesus, my Saviour, to Bethlehem

Jesus, my Saviour, to Bethlehem came,
Born in a manger to sorrow and shame;
Oh, it was wonderful-- blest be His name!
Seeking for me, for me!
Seeking for me ! for me ! . .
Seeking for me ! for me ! . .
Oh, it was wonderful-- blest be His name
Seeking for me, for me !

2 Jesus, my Saviour, on Calvary's tree,
Paid the great debt, and my soul He set free;
Oh, it was wonderful-- how could it be?--
Dying for me, for me !
Dying for me ! for me ! . .
Dying for me ! for me ! . .
Oh, it was wonderful-- how could it be ?--
Dying for me, for me !

3 Jesus, my Saviour, the same as of old,
While I was wand'ring afar from the fold,
Gently and long did He plead with my soul,
Calling for me, for me !
Calling for me ! for me ! . .
Calling for me ! for me ! . .
Gently and long did He plead with my soul,
Calling for me, for me !

4 Jesus, my Saviour, shall come from on high--
Sweet is the promise as weary years fly ;
Oh, I shall see Him descend from the sky,
Coming for me, for me !
Coming for me ! for me ! . .
Coming for me ! for me ! . .
Oh, I shall see Him descend from the sky,
Coming for me, for me!