Man of Sorrows

Man of sorrows! what a name

For the Son of God, who came

Ruined sinners to reclaim!

Hallelujah! what a Saviour!

Bearing shame and scoffing rude,

In my place condemned He stood;

Sealed my pardon with His blood:

Hallelujah! what a Saviour!

Guilty, vile, and helpless, we;

Spotless Lamb of God was He:

Full atonement—can it be?

Hallelujah! what a Saviour!

Lifted up was He to die,

‘It is finished!’ was His cry:

Now in heaven exalted high:

Hallelujah! what a Saviour!

When He comes, our glorious King,

All His ransomed home to bring,

Then anew this song we’ll sing:

‘Hallelujah! what a Saviour!’