Conqueror of Death and Hell

Verse 1

Now shall our tongues with rapture tell, How Jesus conquer'd death and hell, When on the cross he died: His spoil we are, he'll not deny, But own us to eternity As his lov'd, chosen bride.

Verse 2

His mystery, his death and blood, Hath reconcil'd us all to God; His glory hides our shame: Whilst Christ is God's beloved son, We live with him for ever one, In sonship, grace and name.

Verse 3

That he might equitably bleed, He took upon him Abrah'm's seed, Then to the altar went; Whilst in this Lamb to slaughter led, The sinner bare on his own head His sin, and punishment.

Verse 4

Nor will he us in trials leave, But still is with us strong to save; Whilst we on earth remain: In him our life, our all is found; Than sin, his grace did more abound, Reveal'd when he was slain.

Verse 5

How rich the love, dear God, that we Should be belov'd, belov'd by thee, And sav'd from all our shame: With joy we'll praise thee, 'till we die, And after death eternally Adore, thy balmy name.