1 Jesus Christ, the Lord's anointed,
Who his Blood for Sinner's spilt;
Is the Stone by God appointed,
And the Church is on him built:
He delivers
All who trust him, from their Guilt.
2 Many Eyes at once are fixed
On a Person so Divine;
Love, with awful Justice mixed,
In his great Redemption shine:
Mighty Jesus!
Give me leave to call thee mine.
3 By the Father's Eye approved,
Lo, a Voice is heard from Heav'n,
"Sinners, this is my Beloved,
For your Ransom freely giv'n:
All Offences,
For his sake, shall be forgiv'n."
4 Angels with their Eyes pursu'd him,
When he left his glorious Throne;
With Astonishment they view'd him,
Put the Form of Servant on:
Angels worship'd
Him who was on Earth unkonwn.
5 Satan and his Host amazed,
Saw this Stone in Zion laid;
Jesus, tho' to Death abased,
Bruis'd the subtil Serpent's Head;
When to save us,
On the Cross his Blood he shed.
6 When a guilty Sinner sees him,
While he looks his Soul is heal'd;
Soon his Sight from Anguish frees him,
And imparts a Pardon seal'd:
May this Saviour
Be to all our Hearts reveal'd!
7 With Desire and Admiration,
All his Blood bought Flock behold
Him, who wrought out their Salvation,
And enclos'd them in his Fold:
Yet their warmest
Love and Praises are too cold.
8 By the eye of carnal Reason,
Many view him with Disdain;
How will they abide the Season,
When he'll come with all his Train?
To escape him
Then they'll wish, bu wish in vain.
9 How their Hearts will melt and tremble
When they hear his awful Voice!
But his Saints he'll then assemble,
As his Portion. and his Choice;
And receive them
To his everlasting Joys.