1 Now is Jesus, now is Jesus,
Risen from the Dead;
Love, to seize us, Love, to seize us,
In the Lamb, our Head:
Caught us sinking under Sin,
Took our Curse and Nature in,
To its Off'ring, that by suff'ring,
It might make us clean.

2 God in Fashion, God in Fashion,
Like to fallen Man;
By his Passion, by his Passion,
Finished the Plan;
Which eternal Mercy laid,
Which eternal Love decreed,
That the Bride, thus purified,
Should from all Sin be Freed.

3 Thus our Maker, thus our Maker,
Our Creator, God,
Was Partaker, was Partaker,
Of our Flesh and Blood:
He became our Nature's Pride,
And, as all our Sin, he dy'd;
As our old Man, as our old Man,
He was crucify'd.

4 Then he finish'd, then he finish'd,
All our deep Distress;
Then replenish'd, then replenish'd,
Man with Righteousness:
In his Body Sin lay dead,
With each Sorrow which it bred,
Accusation, Condemnation,
Spread their Wings and fled.

5 Old Things now are, old Things now are,
Passed all away;
That his Power, that his Power,
He might thus display:
In a new Creation pure,
From all Sin and Spoil secure,
This erected, stands perfected,
On Foundation Sure.

6 See it rising, see it rising,
Glorious to our View;
Most surprising, most surprising,
All Things here are new:
As rose Jesus from the Grave,
Such the Purity we have;
Sin is dead, and Care is fled,
The son's no more a Slave.