Ransom

Verse 1

"I come," the great Redeemer cries, "A year of freedom to declare, From debts and bondage to discharge, And Jews and Greeks the grace shall share:

Verse 2

A day of vengeance I proclaim, But not on man the storm shall fall, On me its thunder shall descend, My strength, my love sustain them all."

Verse 3

Stupendous favour! matchless grace! Jesus has di'd that we might live: Not worlds below, or worlds above Could so divine a ransom give.

Verse 4

To him, who lov'd our ruin'd race, And for our lives laid down his own, Let songs of joyful praises rise, Sublime, eternal as his throne.