the oak ridge boys
he did it all for me
(Oh praise the Lord, he did it all for me)  Once a man whom we know as the son of God hung upon a cruel tree He suffered pain as no mortal man He took my place he did it all for me When I step just inside of those gates up there And the Master's face I see I gladly kneel at his nail-scarred feet Oh praise the Lord, he did it all for me He did it all for me, each drop of blood he shed for even me  When the Saviour cried "God is in" then he died Oh praise the Lord, he did it all for me  He took my place, he did it all for me