And own'd Him for my King,
My Priest, my Prophet, and my GOD ,
Who did salvation bring!
With sorrow's tear in either eye,
My soul enraptur'd hung
On every accent, as it flow'd
From my lov'd pastor's tongue.
Man must with holy wonder hear,
That GOD did leave his throne,
To bear the weight of human guilt,
And meet its curse alone!
So well He lov'd the human race,
His cross He patient bore;
And shall not man reflect on this,
And vow to sin no more?
Those who have ask'd new hearts this day,
May GOD their suit approve,
And give them hearts replete with grace,
With charity and love!