1 Awake, sweet gratitude and sing,
Th' ascended Saviour's love;
Sing how he lives to carry on,
His people's cause above.

2 For all that come to God by him,
Salvation he demands;
Points to their names upon his breast,
And spreads his wounded hands.

3 His sweet atoning sacrifice,
Gives sanction to his claim:
"Father, I will that all my saints,
"Be with me where I am:

4 "By their salvation, recompense,
"Th sorrows I endur'd;
"Just to the merits of thy son,
"And faithful to thy word."

5 Eternal life, at his request,
To every saint is given:
Safety on Earth, and, after death,
The plenitude of Heaven.