1 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 you, my God, should die for me?

2 What mystery here! the Immortal dies;
who can explore his strange design?
In vain the first-born seraph tries
to sound the depths of love divine.
Such mercy this! let earth adore;
let angel minds enquire no more.

3 He left his Father's throne above
so free, so infinite his grace
emptied himself in all his love,
and bled for Adam's helpless race.
What mercy this, immense and free,
for, O my God, it found out me!

4 Long my imprisoned spirit lay,
fast bound in sin and nature's night:
your sunrise turned that night to day;
I woke the dungeon flamed with light.
My chains fell off, my heart was new;
I rose, went out and followed you!

5 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.

Jubilate Hymns version of And can it be that I should gain Charles Wesley (1707 - 1788)
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