Hail to thee, once smitten Savior,

Who upon th’ accursed cross

Bore the sins of Adam’s children

Saving us from dreadful loss.

He who graced th ‘eternal mansions

Ere the world his word to form

Stooped, and took himself a body

In a manger lowly born.

On the cross our blessed Jesus

Shed his precious, holy blood.

All who wash in that blest fountain

Shall be fit to face our God.

Risen, now ascended, glorious

May our hearts toward heaven rise.

Sovereign Lord and priestly Saviour

May the Assembly’s praise arise.

King eternal, soon returning

All Thy people to receive.

Awful judgement will be showered

On all those who would not praise.