Yes, Jesus did resign his breath,
And suffer'd all the pangs of death,
That we might see his Father's face,
And taste the sweets of pard'ning grace:—
His blood was shed to set us free
From everlasting misery!

Why did the Lord in anger frown?
Why did his Father's wrath come down
In storms, to shake his spotless soul,
And through his heart like waters roll?—
Why, but to set poor sinners free
From everlasting misery?

With such a Saviour, such a King,
Who can but love! who can but sing!
An intercessor so divine
Makes ev'ry face with gladness shine;—
Whose blood was shed to set us free
From everlasting misery!