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| Alas, and did my Savior bleed? |
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| And did my Sovereign d | ie? |
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| Would He devote that sacred head |
| D7 | G | |
| For such | a worm as | I? |
| G |
| Was it for crimes that I have done |
| D7 | |
| He groaned upon on that | tree |
| G | |
| Ama | zing pity grace unknown |
| D7 | G | |
| And love | beyond | degree |
| G | D7 | |
| At the | cross at the cross where I | first saw the light |
| G | |
| And the burden of my heart rolled | away |
| C | G | |
| It was | there by faith I | received my sight |
| D7 | G | |
| And | now I am happy all the | day |
| G |
| Well might the sun in darkness hide |
| D7 | |
| And shut his glories | in |
| G | |
| When | Christ the mighty Maker died |
| D7 | G | |
| For man the | creature of | sin |
| Repeat | #2 | |
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| But drops of grief can never repay |
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| The debt of love I o | we |
| G |
| Here Lord I give myself to you |
| D7 | G | |
| 'Tis all | that I can | do |