Blessed be God, our God! Who gave for us His well-beloved Son,
The gift of gifts, all other gifts in one Blessed be God, our God!
2 What will He not bestow, Who freely gave this mighty gift unbought,
Unmerited, unheeded, and unsought What will He not bestow?
3 He spared not His Son! ‘Tis this that silences each rising fear
‘Tis this that bids the hard thought disappear He spared not His Son!
4 Who shall condemn us now? Since, Christ has died, and risen, and gone above
For us to plead at the right hand of Love, Who shall condemn us now?
5 ‘Tis God that justifies! Who shall recall the pardon or the grace,
Or who the broken chain of guilt replace? ‘Tis God that justifies!
6 The victory is ours! For us in might came forth the Mighty One;
For us He fought the fight, the triumph own The victory is ours!