And can it be that I should gain
An interest in the Savior’s blood?
Died He for me, who caused His pain?
For me who Him to death pursued?
Amazing love! how can it be
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
Refrain
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
He left His Father’s throne above,
So free, so infinite His grace!
Emptied Himself of all but love,
And bled for Adam’s helpless race.
’Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!
Refrain
’Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!
Long my imprisoned spirit lay,
Fast bound in sin and nature’s night.
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray.
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light!
My chains fell off; my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.
Refrain
My chains fell off; my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.
No condemnation now I dread!
Jesus, and all in Him, is mine!
Alive in Him, my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach th’ eternal throne
And claim the crown, thro’ Christ my own.
Refrain
Bold I approach th’ eternal throne,
And claim the crown, thro’ Christ my own.
- Charles Wesley, 1738
Copied from“Sing to the Lord” © 1993 by Lillenas Publishing Company
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