Reconciliation.

Raise your triumphant songs

To an immortal tune;

Let the wide earth resound the deeds

Celestial grace has done.

Sing how eternal love

Its chief Beloved chose,

And bid him raise our wretched race

From their abyss of woes.

His hand no thunder bears,

Nor terror clothes his brow;

No bolts to drive our guilty souls

To fiercer flames below.

'Twas mercy filled the throne,

And wrath stood silent by,

When Christ was sent with pardons down

To rebels doomed to die.

Now, sinners, dry your tears,

Let hopeless sorrow cease;

Bow to the sceptre of his love,

And take the offered peace.

Lord, we obey thy call;

We lay an humble claim

To the salvation thou hast brought,

And love and praise thy name.