AYM 53 At the Cross
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Alas! And did my Savior bleed
and did my Sov'reign die?
Would He devote that sacred head
for a worm 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.
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 its glories in,
When Christ, the might 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're repay
The debt of love I owe:
Here, Lord, I give myself away
Tis all that I can do!

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