Christ My Own

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?

Amazing love, how can it  be

That thou, my God, should die for me?

 

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.

 

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

 

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