Alas, and did my Savior bleed,
And did my Savior die?
Would He devote that sacred head,
For such a thing as I?
At the cross, at the cross,
Where I first saw the light,
And the burden of my heart rolled a-way,
It was there by faith I re-ceived my sight,
And now I am happy all the day!
Was it for crimes that I have done,
He groaned upon the tree?
And love be-yond de-gree.
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Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut His glories in?
When Christ the mighty Maker died,
For man the creature's sin.
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But drops of grief can ne'er repay,
The debt of love I owe.
Here, Lord, I give myself to You,
That's all that I can do!
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