Who gave for us His well-beloved Son,
The gift of gifts, all other gifts in one;
Blessed be God, our God!
Who freely gave this mighty gift unbought,
Unmerited, unheeded, and unsought,
What will He not bestow?
’Tis this that silences each rising fear,
’Tis this that bids the hard thought disappear;
He spared not His Son!
Since Christ has died, and ris'n, and gone above,
For us to plead at the right hand of Love;
Who shall condemn us now?
Who shall recall His pardon or His grace?
Or who the broken chain of guilt replace?
’Tis God that justifies!
For us in might came forth the mighty One;
For us He fought the fight, the triumph won:
The victory is ours!