Alas! and did my Savior bleed?
And did my Sov’reign die?
Would he devote that sacred head,
For such a worm as I?


O, the Lamb, the loving Lamb,
The Lamb of Calvary!
The Lamb was slain, but lives again,
To intercede for me.

Was it for crimes that I have done,
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity, love unknown,
And grace beyond degree.


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