All, all alike are guilty
Before a holy God;
All alike exposed to wrath,
To judgment's awful rod.
The sinner needs a Savior.
His sins for vengeance call;
He has no means of safety,
And soon the stroke must fall.
Who, who can bring salvation?
Who can the ransom be
For every tribe and nation,
To set the sinful free?
The priceless gift is given,
The Son of God has died;
For us He came from heaven,
For us was crucified.
The precious blood of Jesus,
Alone is faith's true stay;
This is the only token,
There is no other way.
Then, flee, O! flee now, sinner,
While grace o'er sin abounds;
The Savior still is calling,
Come now, the gospel sounds.