Verse 1
Saviour of all, by God design’d
Our loss of Eden to retrieve,
Mighty restorer of mankind,
In whom we all, tho’ dead, may live:
Verse 2
In rapture lost, on thee I gaze,
Thy universal goodness prove,
Adore the riches of thy grace,
And triumph in thy boundless love.
Verse 3
Rest to my soul I now have found,
My interest in thy blood I see;
On this my confidence I ground,
Who died for all, hath died for me!
Verse 4
For me, for me the Saviour died!
Surely thy grace for all is free:
I feel it now by faith applied:
Who died for all, hath died for me!
Verse 5
No dire decree obtain’d thy seal,
Or fix’d th’ unalterable doom,
Consign’d my unborn soul to hell,
Or damn’d me from my mother’s womb.
Verse 6
Who that beholds thy lovely face,
Can doubt, if all thy grace may share:
So strong the lines of general grace—
Grace, grace is all that’s written there.
Verse 7
Loving to every man thou art!
Sinners, ye all his grace may prove;
He bears you all upon his heart:
God is not HATE, but God is LOVE!