Alas, And Did My Savior Bleed
Alas! And Did My Savior Bleed
Alas! and did my Saviour bleed, and did my Sovereign die?
Would He devote that sacred head for such a worm as I?
Was it for sins 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 creatures sins.
But drops of grief can never repay the debt of love I woe; Here, Lord, I give myself away- til all that I can do.