1 Worthy is Christ, our Paschal Lamb,
Who bow'd his head, and bore our shame,
On God's eternal throne to reign:
For he for us, for us, was slain.

2 For ev'ry people, land, and tongue,
He calls his royal conqu'ring throng;
Let all thy hosts, thy grace confess,
And call thee, Lord our Righteousness.

3 We praise thee, thou whose spirit rests
On us thy Kings, on us thy Priests:
Redeem'd to banquet with our God,
And bought, and ransom'd by his blood.

4 Let ev'ry spirit now with thee,
And all on earth and all on sea,
Thy wisdom bless, and fill thy throne,
With worship due to thee alone.

5 Be pow'r and riches ever thine!
And strength and majesty divine!
By ev'ry creature reign ador'd,
The only, everlasting Lord.