1 And can it be that I should gain
an int'rest in the Savior's blood?
Died He for me who caused His pain?
For me, who Him to death pursued?
Amazing love! how can it be
that Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
Amazing love! how can it be
that Thou, my God, shouldest die for me!
2 'Tis mystery all! Th'Immortal dies:
who can explore His strange design?
In vain the firstborn seraph tries
to sound the depths of love divine.
'Tis mercy all! Let earth adore,
Let angel minds inquire no more.
Amazing love! how can it be
that Thou, my God, shouldest die for me!
3 He left His Father's throne above,
so free, so infinite His grace!
Emptied Himself and came in love,
and bled for Adam's helpless race!
'Tis mercy all, immense and free,
O praise my God, it found out me.
Amazing love! how can it be
that Thou, my God, shouldest die for me!
4 Long my imprisoned spirit lay,
fast bound in sin and nature's night.
Thine eye diffused a quick'ning ray;
I woke- the dungeon flamed with light!
My chains fell off, my heart was free;
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.
Amazing love! how can it be
that Thou, my God, shouldest die for me!
5 No condemnation now I dread:
Jesus and all in Him is mine!
Alive in Him, my living Head,
and clothed in righteousness divine!
Bold I approach the eternal throne,
and claim the crown through Christ my own!
Amazing love! how can it be
that Thou, my God, shouldest die for me!