#126At the Cross

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A - las! and did my Saviour bleed, And did my Sov'reign die? Would he devote that sacred head For such a worm as I?
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Was it for crimes that I have done, He groaned upon the tree? A - mazing pity! grace unknown! And love beyond degree!
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The 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.
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Chorus

At the cross, at the cross, where I first saw the light, And the bur - den of my heart rolled away; It was there by faith I received my sight, And now I am happy all the day.

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Copyright, 1885, by R. E. Hudson. Used by permission.