Alas! and did my Savior bleed and did my Sovereign die?
Would He devote that sacred head for such a worm as I?
Was it for crimes that I had done He groaned upon 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 His dear cross appears.
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness and melt my eyes with 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.
Alas! and did my Savior bleed and did my Sovereign die?
Amazing pity grace unknown and love beyond degree!