How can it be that I should gain
An interest in the Saviour's blood?
He died for me, who caused His pain

He bore my sins and I go free

How can it be?

How can it be?

He left His throne in heav'n above

And freely gave from endless grace
Emptied Himself of all but love
To bleed for Adam's helpless race


How can it be?
How can it be?


No condemnation now I dread
Jesus and all in Him is mine

Alive in Him, my living head
And clothed in righteousness divine


Now I approach the eternal throne
And all my fears are flown away
I claim the crown, through Christ, my own

On that divine and glorious day

How can it be?

How can it be?