1 Now let us raise our cheerful strains,
And join the blissful choir above;
There our exalted Savior reigns,
And there they sing His wondrous love.

2 Jesus, who once upon the tree
In agonizing pains expir'd,
To save us rebels,--yes, 'tis he!
How bright, how lovely, how admir'd!

3 Jesus, who died that we might live,
Died in the wretched traitor's place,
O what returns can mortals give
For such immeasurable grace!

4 Were universal nature ours,
And art with all her boasted stores;
Nature and art, with all their pow'rs,
Would still confess the off'rer poor.

5 Yet tho' for bounty so divine
We ne'er can equal honors raise:
Jesus! may all our hearts be thine,
And all our tongues proclaim thy praise.