1 See the destined day arise!
See a willing Sacrifice;
Jesus, to redeem our loss,
Hangs upon the shameful Cross!

2 Jesus, who but Thou had borne,
Lifted on that tree of scorn,
Every pang and bitter throe,
Finishing Thy life of woe?

3 Who but Thou had dared to drain
Steeped in gall the cup of pain,
And with tender body bear
Thorns, and nails, and piercing spear?

4 Thence the cleansing Water flowed,
Mingled from Thy Side with Blood;
Sign to all attesting eyes
Of the finished Sacrifice.

5 Holy Jesus, grant us grace
In that Sacrifice to place
All our trust for life renewed,
Pardoned sin, and promised good.