"At the Cross"

Alas! and did my Savior bleed?
And did my Sovereign die?
Would he devote that sacred head
For sinners such as I?

Refrain
At the cross, at the cross,
where I first saw the light,
And the burden of my heart rolled away,
It was there by faith I received my sight,
And now I am happy all the day!

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

But 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.

- Isaac Watts, 1707; refrain, Ralph E. Hudson, 1885

Copied from“Sing to the Lord” © 1993 by Lillenas Publishing Company