Starting at the "AND can it be"

Thanking God for all his abundant blessings, the things that we see and cannot see, this is where we are in our prayers and once we have said "amen" this is where this hymn begins.

Lord, you have been so good to us in the tangibles and in the intangibles and now let me discuss the things that I have had no part or parcel in the investment.  God is a Lord of sowing and reaping.  I have sown some seeds and I have seen much reaping from these investments, but these are the things that I haven't sown and yet have reaped much bounty from:

I wasn't there when Jesus came to redeem his people and yet "Can it be that I, I should gain from this?"  I have seen your mighty hand set upon us for good in things and have known you as mighty and magnificent in creation and sustenance, but also the interest on those investments, which you have made, do you grant unto me? "An Interest in the Savior's Blood?"

What a magnificent calculation of the amazing worth of all that we possess in Christ.  He is amazing and His wonder is magnificent, but the fact that God, as it were bequeathed him to us, in our condition of being bereft and ignorant?  What a thought!

And can it be that I should gain An int'rest in the Saviour'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 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— Humbled Himself in matchless 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 bound in sin and nature's night; Thine eye diffused a quick'ning 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.

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.

That is So Amazing!