1 And can it be that I should gain
an int'rest 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 Lord, should die for me?

Refrain:
Amazing love! How can it be that thou,
my Lord, shouldst die for me.

2 'Tis myst'ry all, th'Immortal dies:
who can explore this strange design?
In vain the first-born seraph tries
to sound the depths of love divine.
'Tis mercy all! Let earth adore,
let angel minds inquire no more. (Refrain)

3 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)

4 Long my imprisoned spirit lay
fast bound in sin and nature's night;
thine eye diffused a quick'ning ray;
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light!
My chains fell off; my heart was free;
I rose, went forth, and followed thee. (Refrain)

5 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, through Christ, my own. (Refrain)