Hymn To Christ

I. To Thee, my Lord, I lift the Song, Awake, my tuneful Pow'rs: In constant Praise my grateful Tongue Shall fill my foll'wing Hours. II. Guilty, condemn'd, undone I stood: I bid my GOD depart: He took my Sins, and paid his Blood, And turn'd this wand'ring Heart. III. Death, the grim Tyrant, seiz'd my Frame, Vile, loathsome and accurst: His Breath renews the vital Flame, And Glories change the Dust. IV. Now, Saviour, shall thy Praise commence; My Soul by Thee brought Home, And ev'ry Member, ev'ry Sense, Recover'd from the Tomb. V. To Thee my Reason I submit, My Love, my Mem'ry, Lord, My Eyes to read, my Hands to write, My Lips to preach thy Word.