In Wondrous Grace, He Took My Place HE TOOK MY PLACE—W. Stillman Martin In Wondrous Grace, He Took My Place 1 In wondrous grace, He took my place Upon the cruel tree; He bore my guilt, His blood He spilt From sin to set me free. Chorus Glory to God, my Savior is He! In His great love He saves even me! Soon I shall see Him face to face, Praise Him in heav’n for all of His grace. 2 From Heav’n above, in wondrous love, To save the lost He came; The Lamb of God! He shed His blood Upon the cross