For Me by Inez E. Lay

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Tacoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Jun 4, 1908

For Me

By Inez E. Lay

INEZ E. LAY

For me my Saviour left his home above, Where all was peace and happiness and love; For me became a homeless wanderer,— he To whom in heaven all did bow the knee.

By one false friend betrayed; by one denied; Deserted, too, by every friend beside; Condemned to death by those he came to save And rescue from the sinner’s hopeless grave.

For me the One whom angel hosts adore, The cruel mocking, scourging, smiting, bore, For me the crown of thorns his temples pressed, That starry crown upon my brow might rest.

And can it be? O, can it be that love, Such wondrous love, shall fail my heart to move? O, no! Henceforth for him I’ll do and dare, And through his grace, reproach for him I’ll bear.

Then, when he comes to call his loved ones home, Amid eternal joys at will to roam. My harp and voice, attuned to grateful praise, Shall sing that love through never-end- ing days.

Traverse City, Mich.