1 Oh, awful load for that bow'd Head,
Terrific weight for that marr'd form,
He bore your sins, your burden dread,
And brav'd your judgment's fearful storm.
Chorus:
Thy death, Lord Jesus, evermore
Shall be our song on yonder shore,
We'll praise the blessed One who bore
Our load of sin upon the tree.
2 Transferred to Him the guiltless, see
Your guilt, in blood your debt was paid;
Behold, to set the captive free,
Jesus the great sin-off'ring made. [Chorus]
3 Believe, believe, thou guilty one;
That all thy sins deserved doom
Was borne by Christ: God's Holy Son
For thee has bow'd Him to the tomb. [Chorus]