The cross of Christ what untold love,
What grace was there express’d!
The only way to heav’n above,
To God’s eternal rest.

Once lost but now believing ones
Find mercy on the spot;
For thus God’s message runs:
“To him that worketh not.”

The work of Christ was so complete,
His glory naught can dim;
The place where God and sinners meet
Is only found in Him.

Heed not the poor heart’s questionings;
Let frames and feelings cease;
‘Tis faith in Christ alone which brings
Eternal life and peace.