From the cross, uplifted high,
Where the Saviour deigned to die,
What melodious sounds we hear,
Bursting on the ravished ear:
"Love’s redeeming work is done:
Come and welcome! sinner, come!

"Sprinkled now with blood the throne:
Why beneath thy burdens groan?
On My pierced body laid,
Justice owns the ransom paid:
Bow the knee, and kiss the Son,
Come, and welcome! sinner, come!"