445    148th     J. Hart
The Love of Christ. John 15. 13; Rom. 5. 7, 8

1 Join, every tongue, to sing
  The mercies of the Lord;
  The love of Christ, our King,
  Let every heart record.
  He saved us from the wrath of God,
  And paid our ransom with his blood.

2 What wondrous grace was this!
  We sinned, and Jesus died;
  He wrought the righteousness,
  And we were justified.
  We ran the score to lengths extreme,
  And all the debt was charged on him.

3 Hell was our just desert,
  And he that hell endured;
  Guilt broke his guiltless heart
  With wrath that we incurred;
  We bruised his body, spilt his blood,
  And both became our heavenly food.