Music by Ira D. Sankey, words by Henry D'Arcy Champney
Jesus, our Lord, with what joy we adore You,
Chanting our praise to You now on the throne!
Blessed in Your presence, we worship before You;
Lord, You are worthy, and worthy alone.
Lord, You are worthy, Lord, You are worthy,
Lord, You are worthy, and worthy alone!
Blessed in Your presence, we worship before You;
Lord, You are worthy, and worthy alone!
Yes, fully God, yet become truly human--
Lower than angels-- to die in our stead;
How has that long-promised "Seed of the woman"
Trampled the serpent and bruised his head!
How You did humble Yourself to be taken,
Led by Your creatures and nailed to the cross.
Hated of men and of God, too, forsaken,
Shunning not darkness, the curse, and the loss!
How You have triumphed, and triumphed with glory,
Battled death's forces, rolled back every wave!
Can we refrain then from telling the story?
Lord, You are Victor o'er death and the grave.