1 He dies, the friend of sinners dies;
Lo! Salem's daughters weep around;
A solemn darkness veils the skies,
A sudden trembling shakes the ground.

2 Come, weep, ye saints, your tears are due,
For him who groan'd beneath your load;
He shed a thousand drops for you,
A thousand drops of richer blood.

3 Here's love and grief beyond degree,
The Lord of glory dies for men;
He sheds his blood to make us free;
He dies, that we may live again.

4 Hymns of praise then let us sing, Hallelujah,
Unto Christ our heav'nly King, Hallelujah,
Who endur'd the cross and grave, Hallelujah,
Sinners to redeem and save. Hallelujah.

5 But the pains which he endur'd, Hallelujah,
Our salvation hath procur'd, Hallelujah,
Now he reigns above the sky, Hallelujah,
Where the Angels ever cry, Hallelujah.