1 What law, belovèd Jesu, hast Thou broken?
Why have Thy foes such cruel judgment spoken?
What is Thy crime? for what do they disdain Thee?
Why thus arraign Thee?

2 What laid on Thee the griefs Thy soul endurèd?
Ah! Lord, my guilt Thy stripes and wounds procurèd;
My sad desert, whose sins my God have grievèd,
Thou has receivèd.

3 How great, how wonderful is this correction,
The Shepherd’s death becomes His sheep’s protection!
The servant’s sin to Heav’n for vengeance crieth;
His good Lord dieth!

4 To reach Thy grace in vain all thought ascendeth;
Above my praise Thy mercy far exendeth!
Thy deeds of love surpass our utmost measure
Of work and treasure.