Verse 1
[Worthy i]s the slaughter’d Lamb
[Prais]e and blessing to receive!
[Who for] us the world or’ecame,
Doth the grace victorious give:
Grace and goodness infinite
He hath to a sinner shown,
Numbred with the saints in light,
Caught her up to share his throne.

Verse 2
Yielding to an early call,
Him she oft on earth pursued,
Willing made to give up all,
Sigh’d to feel th’ atoning blood,
Tasted the good word of grace,
Earnest of celestial joys,
Sat in humble Mary’s place,
Long’d to hear the Bridegroom’s voice.

Verse 3
But she soon unfaithful prov’d,
Forfeited her joy and peace,
Far from her Redeemer rov’d
O’re the barren wilderness;
To the things of earth inclin’d,
To the world, her Saviour’s foe:
Yet, unconquerably kind
LOVE refus’d to let her go.

Verse 4
Jesus sent a messenger,
(Bent his purchase to regain,)
Kindest when he seem’d severe,
Hedg’d her round with sacred pain:
While she frowardly r[ov’d on]
He her broken reeds r[emov’d]
Brought by pining sickness [down]
Chasten’d whom he dearly lo[v’d].

Verse 5
Shaking the weak house of clay,
Blasting every earthly hope,
Sickness tore her strength away,
Forc’d the fugitive to stop:
Then her troubled soul awoke,
Then she heard th’ appointed rod,
Sunk beneath his mercy’s stroke,
All renounc’d, to find her God.

Verse 6
All her happiness below,
Pleasure, wealth, and power, and praise,
Now she doth for Christ forego;
All her works, and righteousness:
Stript and blind and truly poor,
Only sin she calls her own,
Weeping lies at Mercy’s door,
Languishing for Christ alone.

Verse 7
Oft the dreadful king was seen,
Justly by the guilty fear’d,
But the Friend of sinful men
Always with his foe appear’d:
Both she saw approaching fast,
Ready to resign her breath,
But she gladly own’d at last
“LOVE has quicker wings than Death!

Verse 8
“O how pretious is his blood
“In a dying sinner’s eyes![”]
Ransom’d…