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1 Alas! and did my Saviour bleed?
And did my Sov'reign die?
Would he devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?
2 Was it for crimes that I had done
He groan'd 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 dy'd,
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 my eyes to tears.
5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay
The debt of love we owe;
Here, Lord, I give myself away,
'Tis all that I can do.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed? |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1788 |
| Topic: | Good Friday |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |
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