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 While seraphs tune th’immortal song;
O may we feel the sacred flame;
And every heart and every tongue
Adore the Savior’s glorious name.

3 Jesus, who once upon the tree
In agonizing pains expired,
Who died for rebels—yes, ’tis He!
How bright! how lovely! how admired!

4 Jesus, who died that we might live,
Died in the wretched traitor’s place—
O what returns can mortals give,
For such immeasurable grace?

5 Were universal nature ours,
And art with all her boasted store,
Nature and art with all their powers,
Would still confess the offerer poor!

6 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.