Words: (first verse) and (verses 2-5). These words were in­spired when, af­ter World War I, Ov­ens saw a wound­ed vet­er­an limp­ing past him on the street, and he thought, “He was wound­ed for me.”

Music: William G. Ovens (1870-1945).

If you know when this hymn was writ­ten, or where to get a pho­to of Gla­dys Ro­berts

Wounded for me, wounded for me,
There on the cross He was wounded for me;
Gone my transgressions, and now I am free,
All because Jesus was wounded for me.

Dying for me, dying for me,
There on the cross He was dying for me;
Now in His death my redemption I see,
All because Jesus was dying for me.

Risen for me, risen for me,
Up from the grave He has risen for me;
Now evermore from death’s sting I am free,
All because Jesus has risen for me.

Living for me, living for me,
Up in the skies He is living for me;
Daily He’s pleading and praying for me,
All because Jesus is living for me.

Coming for me, coming for me,
One day to earth He is coming for me;
Then with what joy His dear face I shall see,
O how I praise Him—He’s coming for me!