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 Faher'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.