Where shall our wandering souls begin?
How shall we all to heaven aspire?
As slaves redeemed from death and sin,
As brands plucked from eternal fire,
How shall we suited triumphs raise,
Or sing our great Deliverer’s praise?

O how shall we the goodness tell,
Father, which Thou to us hast showed,
Children of wrath and doomed to hell,
But children now redeemed to God?
On earth we know our sins forgiven,
Blest with this antepast of heaven.