Luke_2-11: For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.

Alas! And Did My Saviour Bleed?

And did my Sovereign die?

Would He devote that sacred

head

For such a worm as I

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Was it for crimes that I have

done

He groaned upon the tree’?

Amazing pity! grace unknown!

And love beyond degree!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Well might the sun in darkness hide,

And shut his glories in,

When Christ, the mighty Maker, died,

For man, the creature’s sin.