Charles Wesley - And can it be

^GAnd can it be, that ^CI ^Dshould ^Ggain An ^Cinte^Drest ^Gin the ^DSav^Aior's b^Dlood ^DDied He for me, who ^Gcaused His pa^Din ^CFor me, ^Gwho Him, to d^Geath ^Dpur^Gsued. ^GAmazing love, how ^Ccan i^At ^Dbe That ^Gthou, my ^CGod, shouldst ^Ddie for^G me! A^Gmazing ^Dlove, how ^D7can it^G be That ^Cthou, my G^God, ^Cshouldst^G die^D for^G me!

^G'Tis mystery all! th'^CImmor^Dtal ^Gdies! Who ^Ccan ^Dexp^Glore His s^Dtrange ^Ades^Dign? ^DIn vain the firstborn^G seraph t^Dries ^CTo sound the ^Gdepths of l^Dove div^Gine! ^G'Tis mercy all! Let ^Cear^Ath ^Dadore, Let^G angel mi^Cnds ^Dinquire no ^Gmore. '^GTis mercy ^Dall! Let ^D7earth ado^Gre; Let a^Cngel ^Gminds ^Cinqu^Gire ^Dno m^Gore.

^GHe left His Father's t^Chrone ^Dabov^Ge (So ^Cfree, ^Dso ^Ginf^Dinit^Ae His ^Dgrace!) ^DHumbled Himself ^Gbecause of ^Dlove, And^C bled for ^Gall His c^Dhosen ^Grace: ^G'Tis mercy all, imm^Cense^A and ^Dfree, Fo^Gr O my Go^Cd, it f^Dound out ^Gme! '^GTis mercy ^Dall, im^D7mense and ^Gfree, For O^C my G^God, ^Cit f^Gound ^Dout ^Gme!

^GLong my imprisoned ^Cspiri^Dt l^Gay, Fast bo^Cund ^Din ^Gsin and ^Dnatu^Are's ^Dnight; ^DThine eye diffused a ^Gquickening ^Dray, I ^Cwoke, the ^Gdungeon f^Dlamed with l^Gight; ^GMy chains fell off, my ^Cheart ^Awas^D free, I ^Grose, went ^Cforth, and f^Dollowed^G Thee. M^Gy chains fell o^Dff, my ^D7heart was ^Gfree, ^CI rose, went ^Gforth, ^Cand ^Gfoll^Dowed^G Thee.

^GNo condemnation ^Cnow ^DI ^Gdread; Je^Csus, a^Dnd ^Gall in H^Dim, ^Ais ^Dmine! ^DAlive in Him, my ^Gliving ^DHead, And cl^Cothed in r^Gighteou^Dsness divi^Gne, ^GBold I approach th'e^Cter^Anal t^Dhrone, A^Gnd claim the ^Ccrown, through ^DChrist my ^Gown. B^Gold I a^Dpproach th'^D7eternal ^Gthrone, ^CAnd claim the^G crown, th^Crough ^GChrist ^Dmy ^Gown.