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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Verse 1]
GAlas! Cand Gdid my SavD7ior Gbleed, and did my Sovereign Ddie! Would Ghe DdeEmvote Gthat CsaGcred Dhead Gfor suCch Ga worm D7as GI!
[Verse 2]
GWas it Cfor Gcrimes that I D7had Gdone he groaned upon the Dtree! AGmazDing Empit-Gy! CGrace GunDknown! GAnd loCve Gbeyond DdeGgree!
[Verse 3]
GWell might Cthe Gsun in darkD7ness Ghide, and shut his glories Din, when GChrist, Dthe EmmightGy CMakGer, Ddied Gfor maCn Gthe creaD7ture's Gsin.
[Verse 4]
GThus might CI Ghide my blushD7ing Gface while his dear cross apDpears; disGsolve Dmy Emheart Gin CthankGfulDness, Gand meClt Gmine eyes D7in Gtears.
[Verse 5]
GBut drops Cof Ggrief can ne'er D7re-Gpay The debt of love I Dowe; here, GLord, DI Emgive GmyCself Ga-Dway, G'tis aCll Gthat I D7can Gdo.