Verse 1
Father, in thy beloved Son
Thou art well-pleas’d, in Christ alone
Thou findst thy joy supreme;
Yet doth thy soul in man delight,
If loving faith to Christ unite,
And make us parts of Him.

Verse 2
Not one of our rebellious race
Could e’er obtain thy pardning grace,
Or good from Thee receive,
Hadst Thou not Him on all bestow’d,
That all who trust the dying God
Might in thy favor live.

Verse 3
That Thou mayst kindly smile on me,
Father, I bring thy Son to Thee,
With Him approach thy throne:
His death my powerful plea I make;
Accept me for the only sake
Of thy beloved Son.

Verse 4
Nothing I ask but in his name,
Nothing but thro’ his merits claim
Who pleads my cause above:
My feeble prayers to his I join;
Regard my Advocate Divine,
And me in Jesus love.

Verse 5
Who in his Spirit walk and live,
My works as Jesus’ works receive,
And all I have and am,
With Him, that all my works hath wrought,
With Him, that gives my every thought,
Mysteriously the same.