He knew no sin, that Holy One,
Yet was made sin for us,
God gave His well-belovèd Son
To die for sinners thus.

Forsaken wholly on the tree,
Unheard His bitter cry,
That we from judgment might be free,
The righteous One must die.

Blood-sprinkled is the mercy-seat,
The throne is satisfied;
Redemption's work is all complete,
And Christ is glorified.

In righteousness God now can bless
All who His Word believe,
And life eternal they possess
Who Christ the Son receive.

But soon will close that open door,
Be hushed that gracious voice,
Glad tidings shall be heard no more;
Now make thy final choice.