1. O teach me what it meaneth:
  That Cross uplifted high,
  With One, the Man of Sorrows,
  Condemned to bleed and die.
  O teach me what it cost Thee
  To make a sinner whole;
  And teach me, Savior, teach me
  The value of a soul.
2. O teach me what it meaneth:
  That sacred crimson tide,
  The blood and water flowing
  From Thine own wounded side.
  Teach me that if non other
  Had sinned but only I,
  Yet still, O blessed Savior,
  Thou on the cross must die.
3. O teach me what it meaneth:
  Thy love beyond compare,
  The love that reacheth deeper
  Than depth of self��despair!
  Yea, teach me, till there gloweth
  In this cold heart of mine
  Some feeble, pale reflection
  Of that pure love of Thine.
4. O teach me what it meaneth,
  For I am full of sin;
  And grace alone can reach me,
  And love alone can win.
  O teach me, for I need Thee,
  I have no hope beside,
  The chief of all the sinners
  For whom the Savior died.
5. O teach me what it meaneth:
  The rest which Thou dost give
  To all the heavy��laden
  Who look to Thee and live.
  Because I am a rebel
  Thy pardon I receive:
  Because Thou dost command me,
  I can, I do believe.
6. O infinite Redeemer,
  I bring no other plea;
  Because Thou dost invite me
  I cast myself on Thee.
  Because Thou dost accept me I love and I adore;
  Because Thy love constraineth,
  I'll praise Thee evermore.