The Captain of Salvation made Perfect in Sufferings

Verse 1

Hail, Jesus, perfect God and Man Sole author of Salvation's plan; Thou felt'st our misery: Perfect, thro' suff'rings thou wast made, The members, perfect as their head, With joy salvation cry.

Verse 2

Obedient to thy blood and death, Obedient to th' inspiring breath, Are all our inward pow'rs: Thy body we, in thee belov'd, Thy sorrows hath our joy improv'd, Eternal life is ours.

Verse 3

Barr'd is the way to happiness; The mind kept back from perfect peace, Until the Saviour's known: Known as a man, yet God with us, Who bare our mis'ries on the cross, And made them all his own.

Verse 4

Hence on the pinions of thy love; I soar from earth to dwell above, Where thou hast led the way; Whilst heights of bliss my soul surprize, Thy wounded form still bids me rise To brighter, brighter day.

Verse 5

I welcome ev'ry state with thee, Since thou wilt my companion be, Thro' all this field of blood: Thy life preserves my heaven sure, Thou shalt be now and evermore, My Jesus and my God.