THE GOD-MAN, WHO FOR SINNERS DIED
The God-Man, Who for sinners died
And bore the wrath of God,
Is now enthroned in heaven high,
Triumphant by His blood.
Christ governs everywhere by right,
With wise, unerring skill:
His friends by grace, His foes by might,
Obey His sovereign will.
Angels and spirits now made just
Praise Him in heav'n above;
And ransomed sinners on the earth
Admire His grace and love.
Though tempted, tried and troubled here,
Christ is our Hiding Place:
We flee to our almighty Friend,
Who shelters us with grace.
Christ is our glorious, sovereign King,
Our Savior and our Friend;
His love preserves us in the way,
And crowns us in the end.
Soon we shall join that blood-washed throng,
To sing our Savior's praise,
Cast down our crowns at Jesus' feet
And shout, "We're saved by grace!"
(Tune: My Faith Has Found a Resting Place)
Common Meter Double 86.86.D