And can it be that I should gain // an interest in the Savior’s blood!
Died he for me who caused his pain! // For me who him to death pursued?
Amazing love How can it be // that thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
Amazing love How can it be // that thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

‘Tis mystery all: th’ Immortal dies! // Who can explore his strange design?
In vain the firstborn seraph tries // to sound the depths of love divine.
‘Tis mercy all! Let earth adore; // let angel minds inquire no more.
‘Tis mercy all! Let earth adore; // let angel minds inquire no more.

He left his Father’s throne above // so free, so infinite his grace!,
emptied himself of all but love, // and bled for Adam’s helpless race.
‘Tis mercy all, immense and free, // for O my God, it found out me!
‘Tis mercy all, immense and free, // for O my God, it found out me!

Long my imprisoned spirit lay, // fast bound in sin and nature’s night;
thine eye diffused a quickening ray; // I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;
my chains fell off, my heart was free, // I rose, went forth, and followed thee.
My chains fell off, my heart was free, // I rose, went forth, and followed thee.

Still the small inward voice I hear, // That whispers all my sins forgiven;
Still the atoning blood is near, // That quenched the wrath of hostile Heaven.
I feel the life His wounds impart; // I feel the Savior in my heart.
I feel the life His wounds impart; // I feel the Savior in my heart.

No condemnation now I dread; // Jesus, and all in him, is mine;
alive in him, my living Head, // and clothed in righteousness divine,
bold I approach th’ eternal throne, // and claim the crown, through Christ my own.
Bold I approach th’ eternal throne, // and claim the crown, through Christ my own.

This hymn, in six stanzas, is one of Charles Wesley’s most powerful and relates closely to his own special experience of God’s presence and power on May 21, 1738. The questions that open the hymn are a remarkable reiteration of the perplexity faced by one who is confronted by the wonder of God’s forgiving love. “Died he for me, who caused his pain?

Amazing Love! How can it be / That thou, my God, shouldst die for me?” This mystery is at the heart of God’s love and mercy, which is inexplicable even to the angels. We are left simply to adore the depths of divine mercy. The fourth stanza (usually now penultimate) ends with a joyous summary by the believer, formerly imprisoned by his sins, of the transformation that occurred: “My chains fell off, my heart was free, / I rose, went forth, and followed thee.”

Meditate on these words today. Let them resonate deep in your Spirit. For those in Christ, our chains have been broken and our heart is free!

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