1 Come happy souls, approach your God With new melodious songs; Come, render to almighty grace The tribute of your tongues.
2 So strange, so boundless was the love That pity'd dying men, The Father sent his equal Son To give them life again.
3 Thy hands, dear Jesus, were not arm'd With a revenging rod, No hard commission to perform The vengeance of a God.
4 But all was mercy, all was mild, And wrath forsook the throne, When Christ on the kind errand came, And brought salvation down.
5 Here, sinners, you may heal your wounds, And wipe your sorrows dry; Trust in the mighty Saviour's Name, And you shall never die.
6 See, dearest Lord our willing souls Accept thine offer'd grace; We bless the great Redeemer's love, And give the Father praise.