At the Cross

1A - las! and did my Saviour bleed, And did my Sov'reign die?
Would he devote that sacred head For such a worm as I?

RefrainAt the cross, at the cross, where I first saw the light,
And the bur - den of my heart rolled away;
It was there by faith I received my sight,
And now I am happy all the day.

2Was it for crimes that I have done, He groaned upon the tree?
A - mazing pity! grace unknown! And love beyond degree!

3The 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.