O Precious Savior!
O Precious Savior!
Wearing The Thorns On Thy Brow;
Help Me To Love Thee,
Could I Despise Thee?
No, For Thou Lovest Me Now.

O Precious Savior!
O Precious Savior!
Bleeding On Calvary’s Tree;
Bearing Such Torment,
Suffering So Freely,
Dying To Save Even Me.

O Precious Savior!
O Precious Savior!
In The Cold Grave Thou Didst Lie;
But Thou Hast Risen
And Gone To Heaven,
Our Home Preparing On High.

O Precious Savior!
O Precious Savior!
Reigning O’er Sin And The Grave;
Grant Us Each Moment,
Through Thy Atonement,
Grace All-Abounding To Save.

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