1 Jesus, once for sinners slain,
From the dead was rais'd again;
And in heav'n is now set down
With his Father on the throne.

2 There he reigns a King supreme,
We shall also reign with him.
Feeble souls, be not dismay'd:
Trust in his Almighty aid.

3 He has made an end of sin;
And his blood has wash'd us clean.
Fear not; he is ever near;
Now, ev'n now, he's with us here.

4 Thus assembling, we by faith,
Till he come, shew forth his death.
Of his body, bread's the sign:
And we view his blood in wine.

5 Saints on earth, with saints above,
Celebrate his dying love.
And let ev'ry ransom'd soul
Sound his praise from pole to pole.