I. Jesus,—in thy transporting name,
What blissful glories rise!
Jesus, the angel's sweetest theme!
The wonder of the skies!

II. Well might the skies with wonder view
A love so strange as thine!
No thought of angels ever knew,
Compassion so divine!

III. Didst thou forsake thy radiant crown,
And boundless realms of day,
(Aside thy robes of glory thrown,)
To dwell in feeble clay?

IV. Jesus,—and didst thou leave the sky
For miseries our woes?
And didst thou bleed, and groan and die,
For vile rebellious foes?

V. Thro' the deep horrors of thy pain
Then love triumphant smil'd;
Earth trembled at the dreadful scene,
And heav'n was reconcil'd.

VI. Victorious love! can language tell
The wonders of thy pow'r,
Which conquer'd all the force of hell,
In that tremendous hour?

VII. Is there a heart that will not bend
To thy divine controul?
Descend, O sov'reign love, descend,
And melt the stubborn soul.

VIII. O may our willing hearts confess
Thy sweet, thy gentle sway;
Glad captives of resistless grace,
Thy pleasing rule obey.

IX. Come, dearest Lord, extend thy reign,
Till rebels rise no more;
Thy praise all nature then shall join,
And heav'n and earth adore.