O suffering Christ
Our humble King
You bore my shame
Became my sin
You gave your life
That I might live
Saviour, thank You for the cross
O boundless love
Un-measured, free
No greater love
Could die for me
Amazing Grace
How can this be?
Saviour, thank You for the cross
When I survey, the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of Glory died
My richest gain, I count but loss
And pour contempt on all my pride
And pour contempt on all my pride
O precious blood
O crimson flow
My sin-stained heart
Now white as snow
In blood You bought me
This I know!
Saviour, thank You for the cross
O Risen Christ
Our Glorious King
From death to life
Our future sealed
Now seated high
Above all things
Saviour, thank You for the cross
Words and Music by Andy Bromley
Chorus Words Isaac Watts