Alas and did my Savior bleed and did my Sov'reign die?
Would He devote that sacred head for sinners such as I!
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
Was it for crimes that I have done He groaned up-on the tree?
Amazing pity grace unknown and love beyond degree!
Well might the sun in darkness hide and shut His glories in,
When Christ the mighty Maker died for man the creature's sin
Thus might I hide my blushing face while Calvary's cross ap-pears
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness and melt mine eyes to tears
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!