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SDA Hymnal 198

And Can It Be?

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1And can it be that I should gain
An interest 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 God, shouldst die for me?

RefrainAmazing love! How can it be
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

2He 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.

3Long my imprisoned spirit lay
Fast bound in sin and nature's night;
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray,
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light.
My chains fell off, my heart was free;
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.

4No 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.

The verse

Meter
8.8.8.8.8.8
Foot
iambic (da-DUM) · 66% of beats fit
Rhyme
ABABCC
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/ stressed · ˘ unstressed · ? not in the dictionary

Verse 1

And can it be that I should gain˘˘˘˘˘˘˘/8A
An interest in the Savior's blood?˘/˘˘˘/˘/8B
Died He for me, who caused His pain?/˘˘˘˘/˘/8A
For me, who Him to death pursued?˘˘˘˘˘/˘/8C
Amazing love! how can it be˘/˘//˘˘˘8D
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?˘/˘/?/˘˘8D

Verse 2

He left His Father's throne above,˘/˘/˘/˘/8A
So free, so infinite His grace;˘/˘/˘˘˘/8B
Emptied Himself of all but love,/˘˘/˘/˘/8A
And bled for Adam's helpless race.˘/˘/˘/˘/8B
'Tis mercy all, immense and free;//˘///˘/8C
For, O my God, it found out me.˘˘˘/˘//˘8C

Verse 3

Long my imprisoned spirit lay/˘//˘/˘/8A
Fast bound in sin and nature's night;//˘/˘/˘/8B
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray,//˘/˘/˘˘/9A
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light.˘/˘/˘/˘/8B
My chains fell off, my heart was free;˘///˘/˘/8C
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.˘///˘/˘/8C

Verse 4

No condemnation now I dread;˘/˘/˘/˘/8A
Jesus, and all in Him, is mine!/˘˘/˘˘˘/8B
Alive in Him, my living Head,˘/˘˘˘/˘/8A
And clothed in righteousness divine.˘/˘/˘˘˘/8B
Bold I approach th' eternal throne,/˘˘/˘/˘/8C
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.˘/˘///˘/8C

Refrain

Amazing love! How can it be˘/˘//˘˘˘8A
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?˘/˘/?/˘˘8A

Counted by machine from the CMU Pronouncing Dictionary. It cannot hear emphasis or a poet’s licence, so treat it as a place to start reading, not the last word.