I sing for my Redeemer
The Maker of the stars and sea
You looked upon my suffering
And came for me
Rejected and despised You hung
Alone upon that sinner’s hill
My Saviour’s hands bled for my peace
And hold me still
Jesus be my Saviour, Jesus be my Lord
Jesus be my Saviour, be my all in all
We take this sweet communion
Remembering the price You paid
We lift the cup of suffering
Exchanged for grace
It wasn’t nails that kept Him there
That held our Maker’s hands in place
It was a love that overcame
Our sin and shame