And did the holy and the just
The sovereign of the skies Stoop down to wretchedness and dust
That guilty worms might rise Yes, the Redeemer left His throne
His radiant throne on high Surprising mercy, love unknown To suffer,
bleed, and die He took the dying traitor's place And suffered
in his stead O miracle of grace For man the
Savior bled Dear Lord, what heavenly wonders dwell In your sin-adoning
blood By this our sinner snatched from hell And rebels brought
to God What glad return can I impart For favors so divine? Oh, take my all this worthless
heart And make it wholly Thine