And Can It Be

And can it be that I should gain an interest in the Savior's blood?
Died He for me, who caused His pain—For me, who Him to death pursued?

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:
Amazing love! How can it be—That Thou, my God, should die for me
'Tis mercy all, immense and free, For O my God, it rescued me—It rescued me

Long I, in prison, confined lay, fast bound in sin and nature's sway;
My chains fell off, Thou set me 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, clothed in His righteousness divine,
Amazing love! My sin erased! Bold, I approach the throne of grace!
Amazing love! My sin erased! Bold, I approach the throne of grace!
The throne of grace!

Long I, in prison, confined lay, fast bound in sin and nature's sway;
My chains fell off, Thou set me free, I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.



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Writer(s): Tom Fettke
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