(Isaac Watts)
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Alas! and did my Savior bleed
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And did my Sovereign die?
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Would He devote that sacred head
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For sinners such as I?
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At the cross, at the cross
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Where I first saw the light
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And the burden of my heart rolled away
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It was there by faith I received my sight
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And now I am happy all the day
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Was it for crimes that I had done
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He groaned upon the tree?
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Amazing pity! grace unknown!
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And love beyond degree!
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Well might the sun in darkness hide
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And shut its glories in,
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When Christ, the mighty Maker, died
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For man the creature's sin.