1 Enslaved by sin and bound in chains,
Beneath its dreadful tyrant sway,
And doomed to everlasting pains,
We wretched, guilty captives lay.
2 Nor gold nor gems could buy our peace,
Nor all the world’s collected store
Suffice to purchase our release;
A thousand worlds were all too poor.
3 Jesus, the Lord, the mighty God,
An all-sufficient ransom paid.
O matchless price! His precious blood
For vile, rebellious traitors shed.
4 Jesus the Sacrifice became
To rescue guilty souls from hell;
The spotless, bleeding, dying Lamb
Beneath avenging Justice fell.
5 Amazing goodness! Love divine!
Oh, may our grateful hearts adore
The matchless grace nor yield to sin
Nor wear its cruel fetters more!
|First Line:||Enslaved by sin and bound in chains|
|Title:||Enslaved by Sin and Bound in Chains|
|Author:||Anne Steele (1760)|
|Topic:||The Church Year: Lent|
|Name:||WENN WIR IN HÖCHSTEN NÖTEN|
|Source:||"Genevan Psalter," 1547|
|Music for a Celebration, Set 4|