At The Cross

At The Cross

Words: Isaac Watts HYMNS OF I. WATTS; Refrain by Ralph E. Hudson

Music: "Hudson" by Ralph E. Hudson

Alas! and did my Savior bleed

And did my Sovereign die?

Would He devote that sacred head

For sinners such as I?

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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!

Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, Thine-

And bathed in its own blood-

While the firm mark of wrath divine,

His Soul in anguish stood.

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Was it for crimes that I had done

He groaned upon the tree?

Amazing pity! grace unknown!

And love beyond degree!

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Well might the sun in darkness hide

And shut his glories in,

When Christ, the mighty Maker died,

For man the creature's sin.

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Thus might I hide my blushing face

While His dear cross appears,

Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,

And melt my eyes to tears.

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But drops of grief can ne'er repay

The debt of love I owe:

Here, Lord, I give my self away

'Tis all that I can do.

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