Look to Jesus and be saved;
See Him hanging on the tree;
Guilty art thou and enslaved,
But He bears thy guilt for thee.

Look till thou canst see thy sin
On His body crucified;
All the lusts that lurked within,
All thy wilfulness and pride.
Look and see the judgment fall
On that guiltless guilt bowed head.
He is made our sin. For all
One hath died, and all are dead.

Look to Jesus, look and live;
He has died thy death for thee.
Look and trust and love and give
All thou art His prize to be.

Look with awe, till wondering love
Melts thy heart, and dims thine eyes,
Till with prostrate saints above,
Rapt in praise thy spirit lies.