AYM 53 At the Cross
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.
Was it for crimes that I have done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! Grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!
Well might the sun in darkness hide
And shut its glories in,
When Christ, the might 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 mine eyes to tears.
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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