Alas! and did my Saviour bleed
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Alas! and did my Saviour bleed?And did my Sovereign die?Would he devote that sacred headFor such a worm as I?
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Cho.—Help me, dear Saviour, thee to own,And ever faithful be;And when thou sittest on thy throne,O Lord, remember me.
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Was it for crimes that I have doneHe groaned upon the tree?Amazing pity! grace unknown!And love beyond degree!
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Well might the sun in darkness hide,And shut his glories in,When Christ the Lord was crucifiedFor man, the creature's sin.
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Thus might I hide my blushing face,While his dear cross appears,Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,And melt mine eyes to tears.
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But drops of grief can ne'er repayThe debt of love I owe;Here, Lord, I give myself away;'T is all that I can do.