Common Tune

Hymn

Alas! and Did My Savior Bleed

DETROIT · C.M. · words Isaac Watts · music William Bradshaw

Setting: PBHT 1907 (modern) · PBHT 1907 · Southern Harmony 1854 · TBH 1901

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Alas! and Did My Savior Bleed cross glo on its Sov ap ries the own 'reign His shut groaned bathed did While And He And And dear his up in my blood, pears, in, tree? die? the for y and I might might it bod las! crimes hide sun slain, did 4. Well 3. Was 2. Thy 1. A Thus 5. had ing ness sus, ior face hide done Thine, bleed dark I Je Sav my in that sweet my blush my the be rious a to ture's de f'rer as eyes crea yond Suf worm For The And For And ness, died, known! vine, head melt man love glo such tears. sin. gree! stood! I? de ex ing the my solve Christ, maz all He Dis When A While Would thank ful er un di cred y! to that grace heart might pit posed vote Mak wrath sa y in 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. Isaac Watts, 1707 DETROIT C.M. William Bradshaw, 1820
Alas! and Did My Savior Bleed cross glo on its Sov ap ries the own 'reign His shut groaned bathed did While And He And And dear his up in my blood, pears, in, tree? die? the for y and I might might it bod las! crimes hide sun slain, did 4. Well 3. Was 2. Thy 1. A Thus 5. had ing ness sus, ior face hide done Thine, bleed dark I Je Sav my in that sweet my blush my the be rious a to ture's de f'rer as eyes crea yond Suf worm For The And For And ness, died, known! vine, head melt man love glo such tears. sin. gree! stood! I? de ex ing the my solve Christ, maz all He Dis When A While Would thank ful er un di cred y! to that grace heart might pit posed vote Mak wrath sa y in 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. Isaac Watts, 1707 DETROIT C.M. William Bradshaw, 1820

1.Alas! and did my Savior bleed
And did my Sovereign die?
Would He devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?

2.Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, Thine,
And bathed in its own blood,
While all exposed to wrath divine,
The glorious Sufferer 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 my 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.

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