1 And shall we still be slaves,
And in our fetters lie,
When summoned by a voice divine
T'assert our liberty?

2 Did Christ the Saviour bleed,
Our freedom to obtain?
And shall we trample on His blood,
And glory in our chain?

3 Shall we go on to sin,
Because His grace abounds;
Or crucify the Lord again,
And open all His wounds?

4 Forbid it, mighty God!
Nor let it e'er be said
That those, for whom Thy Son has died,
In vice are lost and dead.