1 The Lord, in the day of his anger, did lay
Our sins on the Lamb, and he bore them away.
He died to atone for our sins, not his own;
The Father has punished for us his dear Son.

2 [With joy we approve the design of his love;
’Tis a wonder below and a wonder above.
Our Ransom, our Peace, and our Surety he is;
Come, see if there ever were sorrow like his.]

3 [He came from above, the law’s curse to remove;
He loved, he has loved us, because he would love;
And, when time is no more, we still shall adore
That ocean of love, without bottom or shore.]

4 Love moved him to die, and on this we rely,
Our Jesus has loved us, we cannot tell why;
But this we can tell, that he loved us so well,
As to lay down his life to redeem us from hell.