1 Alas! and did my Savior bleed
And did my Sovereign die?
Would He devote that sacred head
for sinners such as I?
Refrain:
At the cross, at the cross where I first saw the light
and the burden of my heart rolled away--
it was there by faith I received my sight,
and now I am happy all the day!
2 Was it for crimes that I have done
he groaned 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 Christ, the mighty Maker died,
For mortal creature's sin.
4 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.
