Of Him who died upon the Cross;
The sinner’s hope let men deride,
For this we count the world but loss.
In shining letters, God is love!
He bears our sins upon the tree,
He brings us mercy from above.
It holds the fainting spirit up;
It cheers with hope the gloomy day,
And sweetens every bitter cup.
The measure and the pledge of love,
The sinner’s refuge here below,
The angels’ theme in heav’n above.