Isaac Watts / Ralph E. Hudson · 1885
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GAlas! and did my CSavior Gbleed,
And did my D7Sovereign Gdie!
Would He devote that Csacred Ghead
For such a D7worm as GI?
Chorus
At the Gcross, at the cross where I Cfirst saw the Glight,
And the burden of my heart rolled aD7way,
It was Gthere by faith I reCceived my Gsight,
And now I am D7happy all the Gday!
Verse 2
Was it for Gcrimes that I Chad Gdone
He groaned upD7on the Gtree?
Amazing pity! Cgrace unGknown!
And love beD7yond deGgree!
Verse 3
Well might the Gsun in Cdarkness Ghide,
And shut his D7glories Gin,
When Christ, the Cmighty GMaker, died
For man the D7creature's Gsin.
Verse 4
Thus might I Ghide my Cblushing Gface
While His dear D7cross apGpears;
Dissolve my Cheart in Gthankfulness,
And melt mine D7eyes to Gtears.