1 By Thee, O God, invited,
We look unto the Son,
In whom Thy soul delighted,
Who all Thy will hath done;
And by the one chief treasure
Thy bosom freely gave,
Thine own pure love we measure,
Thy willing mind to save.

2 O God of mercy--Father,
The one unchanging claim,
The brightest hopes, we gather
From Christ's most precious name;
What always sounds so sweetly
In Thine unwearied ear,
Has freed our souls completely
From all our sinful fear.

3 The trembling sinner feareth
That God can ne'er forget;
But one full payment clearth
His mem'ry of all debt
When naught beside could free us,
Or set our souls at large,
Thy holy work, Lord Jesus,
Secured a full discharge.

4 No wrath God's heart retaineth
To usward who believe;
No dread in ours remaineth
As we His love receive;
Returning sons He kisses,
And with His robre inests;
Perfect love dismisses
All terror from our breasts.