1.And did my Sovereign die?

Would He devote that sacred head

For sinner such as I?

               CHORUS

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!

2.Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, Thine 

And bathed in its own blood

While the firm mark of wrath divine,

His soul in anguish stood.

3.Was it for crimes that I had done, 

He groaned upon the tree?

Amazing pity!  Grace unknown!

And love beyond degree!

4.Well might the sun in darkness hide

And shut his glories in

When Christ the mighty Maker died,

For man the creature’s sin.

5.Thus might I hide my blushing face

While His dear cross appears,

Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,

And melt mine eyes to tears.

6.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.