1 Jesus, whom angel hosts adore,
Became a man of griefs for me;
In love, though rich, becoming poor,
That I through him enriched might be.
2 Though Lord of all, above, below,
He went to Olivet for me;
There drank my cup of wrath and woe,
When bleeding in Gethsemane.
3 The over-blessed Son of God
Went up to Calvary for me;
There paid my debt, there bore my load,
In his own body on the tree.
4 Jesus, whose dwelling is the skies,
Went down into the grave for me;
There overcame my enemies,
There won the glorious victory.
5 'Tis finished all: the vail is rent,
The welcome sure, the access free:--
Now then, we leave our banishment,
O Father, to return to thee!
Source: Laudes Domini: a selection of spiritual songs ancient & modern (Abr. ed.) #207
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