What, sinner, can you do?
Where, sinner, can you fly?
Eternal wrath hangs o'er your 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.