Classic Poem

HYMN XIII.

The God of grace to human race
Does terms of peace propose;
He gives his Son, his only One,
A ransom for his foes.

Christ, to fulfil his Father's will,
Himself as freely gave,
An offering whole, body and soul,
A guilty world to save.

The Spirit divine, for this design,
Lights on him like a dove:
The sacred Three in one agree,
In this great act of love.

Justice and grace like friends embrace,
With equal splendor shine:
No gift could be so rich, so free,
So glorious, so divine.

Blest Saviour, why should we deny
To thee, at thy desire,
An offering whole, body and soul,
As reason does require?

Since thou for us hast borne a cross,
Tho free from every crime;
How great should be our love to thee,
Our praises how sublime!