Text: | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed |
Author: | Watts |
1 Alas! and did my Saviour bleed,
And did my Sovereign die?
Would he devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?
2 Was it for crimes that I had 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 man the creature's sin.
4 Thus might I hide my blushing face
While his dear cross appears;
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt mine eyes to tears.
5 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.
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First Line: | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed |
Author: | Watts |
Meter: | C. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Scripture: | ; ; |
Topic: | Christ: Sufferings and Death; On the Cross |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |