Victim of the foul deceiver,
Faint at heart and travel stained,
Recognise in Thy Redeemer
More than Paradise regained.
Faithfulness is what the golden
Girdle of Thy God displays,
This memento should embolden
Every penitent who prays.
O the fulness of Salvation!
Merciful, mysterious plan!
When the God of all creation
Dignified the dust of man,
To redeem us yearning, sighing,
Pleading, bleeding on the tree,
And in dying verifying
Promise, type and prophecy.
Lowly born to be The Brother
Of the powerless and poor,
To unite us to each other
And invite us to be pure,
With one touch The Famed Physician
Healed the blotch of leprosy,
For His voluntary mission
Was to free humanity.
Ark of Refuge, Rock Eternal,
Balm beside the dying bed,
Tree of Life for ever vernal,
Fountain to revive the dead,
One with us, our pardon pleading,
One with God, He grants the plea,
While His Spirit interceding
Certifies His victory.
HYMN II.
“ Salvation unto our God which sitteth on the throne, and unto the Lamb.” Rev. VII. 10.
“Bydd melus cofio y cyfammod,”
Passing sweet to the reflections
Of the souls redeemed above
Are the many recollections
Of God’s covenant of Love.
Praise for perfected salvation
Through Immanuel alone
Animates their adoration
And their song before the throne.
See the Law by sinners broken
To the utmost satisfied,
When, in token, Christ had spoken,
“It is finished!” and died!
To restore man’s lost perfection,
And to disannul his doom,
He Who is The Resurrection
Condescended to the tomb.
He, to Whom His base detractors
And tormentors owed their breath,
Hung between two malefactors,
Breathed out His Soul in death.
Thus was man’s emancipation,
Pardon and salvation won
Through the deep humiliation
Of God’s Own Incarnate Son.