God's Son has set me free
From Satan's tyranny,
From fearful fate,
From sinful state,
By law condemned to Hell await.
My Saviour, on the tree
Hung there 'twixt God and me,
His life he gave
For sin's poor slave
Through martyr's death and grave.
Such is this love bestowed on me:
- Beyond the mind's capacity.
He wooed,
Pursued,
A sinner, - branch and root!
Who nothing found a joy to be
Except the fruit of Eden's tree,
Whose mouth and hand
Could not withstand
The Devil's vile command.

God holds me by His power,
Let down-trod serpent glower:
To his dismay
I walk away
In freedom's purple-bright array!
How doth my heart rejoice
To follow Jesu's voice,
His truth to know,
From evil go
To Heaven's joyful glow.
The world and flesh n'er more can bind
Or hope again to make me blind
Nay, nay!
That way,
To downfall I'll not stray!
A price too high was paid for me
To squander on sin's lottery;
Those lures and lies
I now despise,
And look to Heaven's prize!

My heart with laughter bold
May now my grave behold.
No flow'ry combe,
No princely room
Holds res-pite sweeter than my tomb.
To life, across that sea
My Death will ferry me
To heaven's coasts:
The Lord of hosts
My host and friend will be.
Though in this life be wind and flood,
They purge and cool the wanton blood.
This pill
makes ill
The fallen human will
But makes as light
As roe and hind
When swallowed by the tested mind.
Though Cross may screen,
Beyond are seen,
All freedom's pastures green.