Still, O My Soul, Prolong

Still, O my soul, prolong
The never-ceasing song!

Still, O my soul, prolong
The never-ceasing song!
His be all my happy days,
Praise my every hour employ,

Every breath be spent in praise.
His would I wholly be
Who lived and died for me:
Grief was all His life below,

Pain and poverty and loss:
Mine the sins that bruised Him so,
Scourged and nail’d Him to the cross.
He bore the curse of all,

A spotless criminal:
Burden’d with a world of guilt,
Blacken’d with imputed sin,
Man to save His blood He spilt,

Died, to make the sinner clean.
Join, earth and heaven, to bless
The Lord our righteousness!-
Mystery of redemption this,

This the Saviour’s strange design,
Man’s offence was counted His,
Ours is righteousness Divine.
Far as our parent’s fall

The gift is come to all:
Sinn’d we all, and died in one?
Just in One we all are made;
Christ the law fulfill’d alone,

Died for all, for all obey’d.
In Him complete we shine;
His death, His life is mine.
Fully am I justified,

Free from sin, and more than free;
Guiltless, since for me He died,
Righteous, since He lived for me!
Jesu! to Thee I bow,

Saved to the utmost now.
O the depth of love Divine!
Who Thy wisdom’s stores can tell?
Knowledge infinite is Thine,
All Thy ways unsearchable!

Hymn to Christ

Christ my theme, my hope, my joy;