1 They crucified Him who knew no sin,
For the sin of the world He died;
The true Son of God upon that cross
For you, and you was crucified.

Refrain:
It was not the nails that held Him
Upon the cruel tree,
It was my sin that kept my Saviour
Dying there for me.

2 There flows in your veins the blood of Him
Who has thrust in His side the spear;
His guilt is your guilt, and can you stand
And look, and mock, nor shed a tear? [Refrain]

3 Your hand held the nails that pierc’d His hand,
And you laugh’d as He groan’d in pain;
Tho’ you turn away from Jesus now,
His eyes shall look in your again. [Refrain]

4 His hand is held out in love to you,
As His hand is held out for me;
And written upon His broken heart,
My name is all that I can see. [Refrain]