163 ~ At the Cross
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Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? Would He devote that sacred head For someone such as I?
Refrain
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 suffered on the tree? Amazing pity! Grace unknown! And love beyond degree!
3
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!