'My chains are snapt! the bonds of sin are broken!
And I am free:
Oh, let the triumphs of His grace be spoken
Who died for me!
O death and hell! I cannot dread your power:
THE DEBT IS PAID.
On Jesus, in that dark and dreadful hour,
My guilt was laid.
Yes, Jesus bore it! bore, in love unbounded,
What none can. know:
He died—but then revived, and so confounded
The awful foe.
He's now up there! proclaim the joyful story,
THE LORD 's ON HIGH
And I in Him am raised to endless glory,
And ne'er can die!'