THE SON OF GOD

Awake, my soul, and sing the praise
Of Christ, who lives to endless days,
The Son of God who died for me
In love and wisdom's glorious ways.

He who was rich and glorious
Came into poverty for us
And took my burdens, being thus
The Son of God who died for me.

The Son of God who died for me
Rose through His own inherent right
And through the Father's rich delight
To justify me in God's sight.

Soon in the clouds I shall behold
The Son of God who died for me
And glories that cannot be told
In all their splendour shall unfold.