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<h2>AND CAN IT BE THAT I SHOULD GAIN?</h2>
<p align="center"><h3>&#8220;Suddenly there was such a violent earthquake that the foundations of the prison were shaken. At once all the prison doors flew open, and everybody&#8217;s chains came loose.&#8221; Acts 16:26</h3></p>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_w_e_wesley_c.jpg" alt="Charles Wesley (1707-1788)" width="149.333333333333" height="198"></td>
<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_e_wesley_c.html" target="_blank">Charles Wesley</a>, <em>Psalms and Hymns</em>, 1738.
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<p>And can it be that I should gain<br>
An interest in the Savior&#8217;s blood!<br>
Died He for me who caused His pain!<br>
For me who Him to death pursued?<br>
Amazing love! How can it be,<br>
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?<br>
Amazing love! How can it be,<br>
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?</p>
<p>&#8217;Tis mystery all: th&#8217;Immortal dies!<br>
Who can explore His strange design?<br>
In vain the firstborn seraph tries<br>
To sound the depths of love divine.<br>
&#8217;Tis mercy all! Let earth adore;<br>
Let angel minds inquire no more.<br>
&#8217;Tis mercy all! Let earth adore;<br>
Let angel minds inquire no more.</p>
<p>He left His Father&#8217;s throne above<br>
(so free, so infinite His grace!),<br>
Emptied Himself of all but love,<br>
And bled for Adam&#8217;s helpless race.<br>
&#8217;Tis mercy all, immense and free,<br>
For O my God, it found out me!<br>
&#8217;Tis mercy all, immense and free,<br>
For O my God, it found out me!</p>
<p>Long my imprisoned spirit lay,<br>
Fast bound in sin and nature&#8217;s night;<br>
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray;<br>
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;<br>
My chains fell off, my heart was free,<br>
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.<br>
My chains fell off, my heart was free,<br>
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.</p>
<p>No condemnation now I dread;<br>
Jesus, and all in Him, is mine;<br>
Alive in Him, my living Head,<br>
And clothed in righteousness divine,<br>
Bold I approach th&#8217;eternal throne,<br>
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.<br>
Bold I approach th&#8217;eternal throne,<br>
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.</p>
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