And Can It Be

AND can it be that I should gain
An interest in the Saviour's blood?
Died He for me, who caused His pain?
For me, who Him to death pursued?
Amazing love! How can it be
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me!

Tis mystery all! The Immortal dies
Who can explore His strange design?
In vain the first-born seraph tries
To sound the depths of love divine
Tis mercy all! Let earth adore
Let angel minds inquire no more

He left His Father's throne above-
So free, so infinite His grace-
Emptied Himself of all but love
And bled for Adam's helpless race
Tis mercy all, immense and free
For, O my God, it found out me!

Long my imprisoned spirit lay
Fast bound in sin and nature's night
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray-
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light
My chains fell off, my heart was free
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee

No condemnation now I dread
Jesus, and all in Him, is mine!
Alive in Him, my living Head
And clothed in righteousness divine
Bold I approach the eternal throne
And claim the crown, through Christ, my own