1 Alas! and did my Savior 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 in 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.
|First Line:||Alas! and did my Savior bleed|
|Title:||Alas! And Did My Savior Bleed|
|Author:||Isaac Watts (1707; Alt. 1961)|
|Topic:||Jesus Christ: His Death; Christ: Deity of; Christ: Love and Grace of(2 more...)|
|Composer:||Hugh Wilson, 1726-1824|
|Arranger:||Robert A. Smith, 1780-1829 (1825)|