(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)
When I started typing the words to this song, I was expecting a different tune. But that is because I was thinking of At the Cross (#129) which has a chorus added to these words.
Alas! and did my Savior bleed?
And did my Sov’reign 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.
Well might the sun in darkness hide
And shut his glories in,
When Christ, the mighty Maker, died
For man the creature’s sin.
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.