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Alas! and Did My Savior Bleed

ST. FLAVIAN · C.M. · words Isaac Watts · music Day's Psalter, 1562

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Alas! and Did My Savior Bleed on And While cross glo its Sov ap He ries the own 'reign His shut groaned bathed did dear his up in my pears, in, tree? blood, die? might might it bod las! And hide sun crimes slain, did I the for y and 2. Thy 1. A Was 5. Thus 4. Well 3. ing ness had sus, ior And face hide done Thine, bleed my in that sweet my blush dark I Je Sav Suf eyes crea yond worm I? to ture's de f'rer as melt man love glo such And For gree! my the be rious a tears. sin. stood! solve Christ, maz all He heart And pit posed vote my the ing ex de might Dis When A While Would ful er un di cred The For ness, died, known! vine, head to in y y! that Mak thank grace wrath sa 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 ST. FLAVIAN C.M. Day's Psalter, 1562
Alas! and Did My Savior Bleed on And While cross glo its Sov ap He ries the own 'reign His shut groaned bathed did dear his up in my pears, in, tree? blood, die? might might it bod las! And hide sun crimes slain, did I the for y and 2. Thy 1. A Was 5. Thus 4. Well 3. ing ness had sus, ior And face hide done Thine, bleed my in that sweet my blush dark I Je Sav Suf eyes crea yond worm I? to ture's de f'rer as melt man love glo such And For gree! my the be rious a tears. sin. stood! solve Christ, maz all He heart And pit posed vote my the ing ex de might Dis When A While Would ful er un di cred The For ness, died, known! vine, head to in y y! that Mak thank grace wrath sa 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 ST. FLAVIAN C.M. Day's Psalter, 1562

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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