Fue Por Mi

It was for me, his agony in the garden
His sadness of death, his deep pain
It was for me, that they turned their backs on him
That they made him captive and Judas betrayed him
It was for me, that they struck his face
That many pushed him
And that Peter denied him three times
It was for me, those hours of anguish
The lies, the mockery, and so much humiliation

It was for me, that he suffered that condemnation
That he carried those chains, as if he were a thief
It was for me, that they whipped his body
That they disfigured him without feeling compassion
It was for me that his eyes cried
That he trembled and groaned from the cruelty with which he was mistreated
It was for me his crown of thorns
And that they crucified him, the whole world cried out

To give me salvation and pay for my wickedness
Drop by drop his blood, on the cross he shed
To give me salvation and pay for my freedom
And I did nothing to deserve so much love from God

It was for me, that heavy cross
Those hard falls and that he climbed to Calvary
It was for me, that they spat on his face
That many insulted him and he endured everything
It was for me, that they nailed his body
And hanging from the wood, he forgave all his tormentors
It was for me, and I also would have killed him
But he loved me so much, that he gave himself for me

To give me salvation and pay for my wickedness
Drop by drop his blood, on the cross he shed
To give me salvation and pay for my freedom
And I did nothing to deserve so much love from God