1 Jesus, the grace reveal'd,
The great salvation shown,
The sum of love's decrees unseal'd,
The plant of great renown.

2 Rais'd by the Father's grace,
The plant of his right hand,
To represent before his face,
The souls from ev'ry land.

3 Plant of the Father's care,
On whom his love did shine;
The branches in him hidden were,
'Till he grew to a vine.

4 Th' eternal husbandman,
To make the branches pure,
In wisdom infinite began
Our barrenness to cure.

5 He then this vine did dress,
Whilst Love his hand did urge,
That ev'ry branch in righteousness
He in one vine might purge.

6 From each superfl'ous shoot,
The buds of man's offence;
This to destroy, he purg'd the root,
And in it ev'ry branch.