At the Cross

At the Cross
Isaac Watts, pub.1707
Alas! and did my Savior bleed
And did my Sov’reign 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!

Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, Thine—
And bathed in its own blood—
While the firm mark of wrath divine,
His soul in anguish stood.

Was it for crimes that I had 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.

Thus might I hide my blushing face
While His dear cross appears,
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt my eyes to tears.

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.

© Monika Hardy


Miss Jen said...

AMEN!!! :)
One of my favorite hymns!

Love Always~Miss Jen

The White Way of Delight said...

Lovely blog! Love that hymn too. :) Canning looks WONDERFUL! I have only done applesauce... Keep up the awesome work! :)

LDH said...

Hello! I stumbled upon your blog while searching Psalms 40 and took a moment to peruse some of your posts. Then I clicked to leave a comment about enjoying my visit and I see Miss Jen left a comment too. She and I have been blogging friends for some time now.

Nice spending time here!
kindly, ldh

Sharon said...

One of my favorites!

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