1 OH, wondrous hour when Saviour Thou,
Co-equal with the eternal God,
Beneath our sins didst deign to bow
And shed for us Thy precious blood!
2 On Thee, the Father's blessed Son,
As Lamb of God our judgment fell;
That all was borne, that all is done,
Thine agony, Thy cross can tell.
3 Thy cross, Thy cross! 'tis there we see
What Thou, our blessed Saviour, art;
There all the love that dwells in Thee
Was labouring in Thy breaking heart.
4 For us it was: our life we owe,
Our joy, our glory, all to Thee;
Thy sufferings in that hour of woe,
Thy victory, Lord, have made us free.
