THE GOD-MAN, WHO FOR SINNERS DIED
Don Fortner
(Tune:
My Faith Has Found A Resting Place #228)
The God-Man, Who for sinners died
And
bore the wrath of God,
Is now
enthroned in heaven high,
Triumphant
by His blood.
Christ
governs everywhere by right,
With
wise, unerring skill:
His
friends by grace, His foes by might,
Obey
His sovereign will.
Angels and spirits now made just
Praise
Him in heav'n above;
And ransomed sinners on the earth
Admire
His grace and love.
Though
tempted, tried and troubled here,
Christ
is our Hiding Place:
We flee
to our almighty Friend,
Who
shelters us with grace.
Christ
is our glorious, sovereign King,
Our
Savior and our Friend;
His
love preserves us in the way,
And
crowns us in the end.
Soon we
shall join that blood-washed throng,
To sing
our Savior's praise,
Cast
down our crowns at Jesus' feet
And shout, "We're saved by grace!"