1 Thou uncreated Source of Love,
The Plant of great renown;
My heart, in which sin reigned supreme,
With grace doth now abound.

2 The slavish chains of sin are gone,
I've made a new resolve;
Though floods and flames, though hell oppose,
I'll lean upon my God.

3 Thy awful name I will adore,
Thy righteous cause defend;
I'll cry, Behold the Lamb of God,
Whose kingdom has no end.

4 By faith I hear the hammer ring
That nailed Thee to the tree;
Let every tongue in concert sing,
He bled and died for me.

AMEN.