1 Now shall our Tongues with Rapture tell,
How Jesus conquer'd Death and Hell,
When on the Cross he dy'd:
His Spoil we are he'll not deny,
But own us to Eternity
As his lov'd, chosen Bride.
2 His Mystery, his Death and Blood,
Hath reconcil'd us all to God;
His Glory hides our Shame:
Whilst Christ is God's beloved Son,
We live with him for-ever one,
In Sonship, Grace and Name.
3 That he might equitable bleed
He took upon him Abra'm's Seed,
Then to the Altar went;
Whilst in this Lamb to slaughter led,
The Sinner bare on his own Head
His Sin and Punishment.
4 Nor will he us in Trials leave,
But still is with us strong to save,
Whilst we on Earth remain:
In him our Life, our all is found;'
Than Sin, his Grace did more abound,
Reveal'd when he was slain.
5 How rich the Love, dear God, that we
Should be belov'd, belov'd by thee,
And sav'd from all our Shame:
With Joy we'll praise thee till we die,
And after Death eternally
Adore thy balmy Name.
Source: Christian Hymns, Poems, and Spiritual Songs: sacred to the praise of God our Saviour #II.XIII