How shall the sons of men appear
Great God
before Thine awful bar?
How may the guilty hope to find
Acceptance with th’eternal Mind?
Not vows
nor groans
nor broken cries
Not the most costly sacrifice
Not infant blood profusely spilt
Will expiate a sinner’s guilt.
Thy blood
dear Jesus
Thine alone
Hath sovereign virtue to atone:
Here we will rest our only plea
When we approach
great God
to Thee.
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