1 Alas! and did my Saviour bleed?
And did my Sovereign die?
Would he devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?
2 Was it for crimes that I had done
He groan'd upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!
3 Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in,
When God the mighty Maker died
For man the creature's sin.
4 Thus might I hide my blushing face
While his dear cross appears.
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt mine eyes to tears.
5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay
The debt of love I owe:
Here, Lord, I give myself away;
'Tis all that I can do.
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First Line: | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed? |
Meter: | C. M. |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Notes: | Tune for 197 in "American Sunday School Hymn Book" (ASS1860a). [Tune, p. 138] |