1 And can it be that I should gain
An int'rest in the Saviour's blood?
Died he for me, who caus'd his pain?
For me who him to death pursued?
Amazing love! how can it be,
That thou, my Lord, shouldst die for me?

Refrain:
Amazing love! how can it be,
That thou, my Lord, shouldst die for me?

2 'Tis mystery all! The 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.

3 He left his Father's throne above;
So free, so infinite his grace!
Emptied himself of all but love,
And bled for Adam's helpless race;
'Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For, O my God, it found out me! Refrain

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 flam'd with light;
My chains fell off, my heart was free--
I rose, went forth, and followed thee.

5 No condemnation now I dread;
Jesus, with all in him, is mine;
Alive in Him my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach th' eternal throne
And claim the crown, thro' Christ my own.