From the cross, uplifted high,
Where the Savior deigned to die,
What melodious sounds we hear,
Bursting on the ravished ear:
Love’s redeeming work is done:
Come and welcome! Sinner, come!
Sprinkled now with blood the throne:
Why beneath your burdens groan?
On My pierced body laid,
Justice owns the ransom paid:
Bow the knee, and kiss the Son —
Come, and welcome! Sinner, come!