1 Alas! and did my saviour bleed,
and did my sovereign die?
Did he devote that sacred head
for such a one as I?

2 Was it for sins that I had done
he suffered on the tree?
amazing pity, grace unknown
and love beyond degree!

3 Well might the sun in darkness hide
and shut his glories in
when Christ, the mighty maker, died
to bear the creature's sin.

4 Dear Saviour, how can I repay
the debt of love I owe?
Lord, take my very self I pray
your work, your will to do.