Christ, Found in Fashion as a Man

Verse 1

What condescending grace and love Did Christ for us display, Who left the glorious worlds above, To dwell in mortal clay!

Verse 2

He not th'angelic form assum'd, Nor the celestial frame: Tho' angels nobler natures boast, And boast a nobler name.

Verse 3

Behold of Abrah'm's faithful seed The great Redeemer born; See him, in mortal flesh appear, Our nature to adorn!

Verse 4

It well the Saviour's love became, A human form to wear, That he might thus our guilt atone, And our transgressions bear.

Verse 5

Jesus our merciful high priest, Inflam'd with love divine, Redeem'd his people with his blood, And did his life resign.

Verse 6

The pains, the agonies, he bore, To our transgressions due;— His arm in the distressing hour His satins shall succour too.

Verse 7

Then to the throne of sov'reign grace, Let us with joy draw near, That we may gain a rich supply, For all we want is there.