O blessed Lord, what hast Thou done?
How vast a ransom given?
Thyself of God th’ eternal Son;
The Lord of earth and heaven.

The Father in His gracious love,
Did spare Thee from His side;
And Thou didst stoop to bear above,
At such a cost, Thy bride.

Lord, while our souls in faith repose
Upon Thy precious blood,
Peace like an even river flows,
And mercy, like a flood.

But boundless joy shall fill our hearts,
When gazing on Thy face,
We fully see what faith imparts,
And glory crowns Thy grace.

Unseen, we love Thee; dear Thy name;
But when our eyes behold,
With joyful wonder we’ll exclaim,
"The half has not been told!"

For Thou exceedest all the fame
Our ears have ever heard;
How happy we who know Thy name,
And trust Thy faithful word!