What, sinner, canst thou do?
Where, sinner, canst thou fly?
Eternal wrath hangs o'er thy head,
And judgment lingers nigh.
For God must visit sin
With His displeasure sore:
Since He is holy, just and true,
And righteous evermore.
So Jesus died for sin—
Upon the cross He died;
God's righteousness was there displayed,
And justice satisfied.
Faith is the way of life;
Believe in Christ and live;
Fly to the shelter of His blood,
And peace with God receive.