892    C.M.     John Berridge
“He shall let go my captives.” Isa. 45. 13

1 Art thou by sin a captive led?
  Is sin thy daily grief?
  The Man who brake the serpent’s head
  Can bring thee sweet relief.

2 His name is Jesus, for he saves,
  And setteth captives free;
  His office is to purchase slaves,
  And give them liberty.

3 No money for thy ransom take,
  But mercy much entreat;
  Go, with the chains about thy neck,
  And fall before his feet.

4 Tell how thy bosom tyrants lash,
  And rage without control;
  Show where the fetters gall thy flesh,
  And bruise thy inmost soul.

5 The sight will melt his piteous heart,
  Soon touched with human woe;
  And healing up thy guilty smart,
  His freed-man thou shalt go.