Monday, January 30, 2012

At The Cross

Alas, And Did My Savior Bleed?
And Did My Sovreign Die?
Would He Devote That Sacred Head
For Such A Worm As I?

Was It For Crimes That I Have 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 Myself Away,
'Tis All That I Can Do!

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!

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