At the Cross
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AT THE CROSS
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Alas! and did my Savior bleed
And did my Sovereign die?Would He devote that
sacred headFor such a worm as I?
1st Stanza
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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!
Chorus
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Was it for crimes that I had done
He groaned upon the tree?Amazing pity! grace
unknown!And love beyond degree!
2nd Stanza
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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!
Chorus
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Well might the sun in darkness hide
And shut his glories in,When Christ, the mighty
Maker died,For man the creature’s sin.
3rd Stanza
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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!
Chorus
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But drops of grief can ne’er repay
The debt of love I owe:Here, Lord, I give my self
away’Tis all that I can do.
4th Stanza