1 Let all our Tongues be one,
To praise our God on high,
Who from his Bosom sent his Son
To fetch us Strangers nigh.

2 Nor let our Voices cease
To sing the Saviour's Name;
Jesus, th' Ambassador of Peace,
How cheerfully he came!

3 It cost him Cries and Tears
To bring us near to God;
Great was our Debt, and he appears
To make the Payment Good.

[4 My Saviour's pierced Side
Pour'd down a double Flood;
By Water we are purify'd,
And pardon'd by the Blood.

5 Infinite was our Guilt,
But he, our Priest, atones;
On the cold Ground his Life was spilt,
And offer'd with his Groans.

6 Look up, my Soul, to him
Whose Death was thy Desert,
And humbly view the living Stream
Flow from his breaking Heart.

7 There on the cursed Tree,
In dying Pangs he lies,
Fulfils his Father's great Decree,
And all our Wants supplies.

8 Thus the Redeemer came
By Water and by Blood;
And when the Spirit speaks the same,
We feel his Witness good.

9 While the eternal Three
Bear their Record above,
Here, I believe, he dy'd for me,
And seal my Saviour's Love.

[10 Lord, cleanse my Soul from Sin
Nor let thy Grace depart:
Great Comforter! abide within,
And witness to my Heart.]