1 Alas! and did my Savior bleed, and did my Sovereign die? Would he devote that sacred head for sinners such as I? Refrain 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 Was it for crimes that I have done, he groaned upon the tree? Amazing pity! Grace unknown! And love beyond degree! 3 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!