Verse 1 Alas and did my Savior bleed And did my Sovereign die? Would He devote that Sacred Head For such a worm as I?
Verse 2 Was it for crimes that I had done He groaned upon the tree? Amazing pity! grace unknown! And love beyond degree!
Verse 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide And shut his glories in, When Christ, the Mighty Maker died, For man the creature’s sin.
Verse 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face While His dear Cross appears, Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt my eyes to tears.
Verse 5 But drops of grief can ne’er repay The debt of love I owe: Here, Lord, I give my self away ‘Tis all that I can do.
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