Stanza 1
Jesus, whose blood so freely streamed
To satisfy the laws demand;
By thee from guilt and wrath redeemed,
Before the Father's face I stand.
Stanza 2
To reconcile offending man,
Make Justice drop her angry rod;
What creature could have formed the plan,
Or who fulfil it but a God?
Stanza 3
No drop remains of all the curse;
For wretches who deserved the whole;
No arrows dipped in wrath to pierce
The guilty, but returning soul.
Stanza 4
Peace by such means co dearly bought,
What rebel could have hoped to see?
Peace, by his injured sovereign wrought,
His Sovereign fastened to the tree.
Stanza 5
Now, LORD, thy feeble worm prepare!
For strife with earth and hell begins;
Confirm and gird me for the war,
They hate the soul that hates his sins.
Stanza 6
Let them in horrid league agree!
They may assault, they may distress;
But cannot quench thy love to me,
Nor rob me of the LORD my peace.