Classic Poem

HYMN V.

To us our god his love commends,
When by our sins undone;
That he might spare his enemies,
He would not spare his son;

His only son, on whom he plac'd
All his delight and love,
Before he form'd the earth below,
Or spread the heavens above.

He charg'd the darling of his soul
To veil his glorious face,
To wear our mortal flesh, and feel
The pains of human race;

Our sorrows and our sins to bear,
Our heavy cross sustain;
Upon a tree to bleed and die,
That we might life obtain.

This life is hid in God with him,
Who fell a sacrifice,
And dying conquer'd death for us,
That we like him might rise:

For he soon triumph'd o'er the grave,
And went to heaven again;
There intercedes, and thence will come:
Among his saints to reign.

His word assures he'll quickly come:
Saints for his coming pray:
The whole creation for it groans,
Lord Jesus, come away.