And Can It Be - Robin Mark

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, shouldst die for me?

Amazing love!

How can it be

that thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

'Tis mystery all: th' Immortal dies!

Who can explore his strange design?

In vain the firstborn seraph tries

to sound the depths of love divine.

'Tis mercy all!

Let earth adore;

let angel minds inquire no more.

'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!

'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 th' eternal throne,

and claim the crown, through Christ my own.

Bold I approach th' eternal throne,

and claim the crown, through Christ my own.