Alas! and did my Savior bleed,
And did my Sov’reign die?
Would he devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?
I yield, I yield, I yield,
I can hold out no more;
I sink by dying love compell’d,
And own thee conqueror.
I suggest the possibility that the editor of the Revivalist made his tune over from one which was originally in the dorian mode.