Alas and did my Savior bleed and did my Sovereign die?

Would He devote that sacred head for sinners 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 had done he groaned upon the tree?

Amazing pity grace unknown And love beyond degree

But drops of grief can ne'er repay the debt of love I owe

Here, Lord, I give my self away 'tis all that I can do.