All for Jesus, all for Jesus:
Strange that such a Friend should be
In the background, or forgotten,
Since He died to set us free.
Praise the Saviour, Praise the Saviour,
While the precious moments fly;
Let no other name o'ershadow
His who stooped to bleed and die.
All for Jesus, all for Jesus,
Heart and voice for Jesus now;
Rich or poor, whate'er your station,
Lowly at His footstool bow.
All for Jesus, all for Jesus;
Raise the gospel banner high.
God who sent His Son to save us,
Willett' not that men should die.
All for Jesus, all for Jesus,
In this world where sin abounds;
One short life to live for Jesus,
Then the trumpet's joyful sound.