HELP ME DEAR SAVIOUR THEE TO OWN

Alas! And did my Saviour bleed,
And did my Sovereign die?
Would He devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?

CHORUS
Help me dear Saviour Thee to own
And ever faithful be;
And when Thou sittest on Thy Throne
O Lord remember me.

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

Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in,
When Christ, the Mighty Maker,
died
For man, the creature’s sin.

Thus might I hide my blushing face
And shut His glories in
When Christ the mighty Maker died
For man the creature\'s sin.

But drops of grief can ne’er repay
The debt of love I owe;
Here, Lord I give myself away
Tis all that I can do!