Christ, and him Crucified

Verse 1

Jesus, and him crucify'd, Is mine, I want no more; In his wounds I'm deep inlaid; My name there standeth sure; I am his, and he is mine; My root is in the promis'd land; I'm a branch of the true vine, The plant of God's right hand.

Verse 2

In the Lamb, my fallow ground Was plough'd with painful roil, That which did with thorns abound Is now a nobler soil: Christ's the soil that's rich and good; In him the lov'd plantation grows; Water'd by his heav'nly blood, Its merit always flows.