Isaac Watts
Alas and Did My Saviour Bleed
Alas and did my Savior bleed
And did my Sovereign die
Would he devote that sacred head
For sinners such as I?

Was it for crimes that I have done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity, grace unknown
And love beyond degree

Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh

Well might the sun in darkness hide
And shut its glories in
When God, the mighty maker, died
For his own creature's sin

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

Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh

Oooh Aaah Aaah Aaah...
Alas and did my Savior bleed
And did my Sovereign die
Would he devote that sacred head
For sinners such as I?

Was it for crimes that I have done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity, grace unknown
And love beyond degree

Beyond degree oooh...