Alas and did my Savior bleed and die
# 53 in the Goble book

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C. M.
Alas! and did my Savior bleed,
And did my Jesus die?
Would he devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?

Thy body slain, sweet Jesus thine,
And bathed in its own blood,
While all exposed to wrath divine
The glorious sufferer stood.

Was it for crimes that I had 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 Savior died
For man the rebel's sin.

Thus might I hide my blushing face
While his dear cross appears,
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt my eyes in tears.

But drops of grief can never repay
The debt of love I owe;
Here, Lord, I give myself away,
'Tis all that I can do.