Classic Poem

For Jesus' sake , — for O, a weary road
O'er hill and valley Jesus trod for me;
My gentle Shepherd, with the love of God,
In mercy sought and found and set me free.
I was a prisoner in the thrall of sin,
I was a wanderer on the mountain bleak,
And since my Saviour now hath brought me in,
I'll guide and pity such for Jesus' sake .

For Jesus' sake , — for O, He died for me!
It was my sin that drove him to the tomb;
In ghastly horror, on the accursed tree
He bore them all while Heaven was draped with gloom;
I cannot keep my tears — they fall like rain
While thinking how that loving heart did break;
And since he has removed sin's galling chain
I'll consecrate my life for Jesus' sake .

For Jesus' sake , — for O, in whisperings low
His Holy Spirit tells me — I am His!
My spirit bounds to meet Him, and we go
In sweet communion to the Land of Bliss!
Come weal, come woe — it matters not to me;
Fast speeds the hour when angel wings I'll take.
One with the saints in glory I shall be —
Lift high your gates, ye Heavens, for Jesus' sake .