Adam, Our Father and Our Head

Adam

our fa­ther and our head

Transgressed

and jus­tice doomed us dead;

The fie­ry law speaks all des­pair:

There’s no re­prieve nor par­don there.

But

O un­ut­ter­able grace!

The Son of God takes Ad­am’s place;

Down to our world the Sav­ior flies

Stretches His arms

and bleeds

and dies.

Justice was pleased to bruise the God

And pay its wrongs with heav’n­ly blood:

What un­known racks and pangs He bore!

Then rose; the law could ask no more.

Amazing work! look down

ye skies

Wonder and gaze with all your eyes;

Ye heav’n­ly thrones

stoop from ab­ove

And bow to this mys­te­ri­ous love.

Lo! they ad­ore th’in­car­nate Son

And sing the glo­ries He hath won;

Sing how He broke our ir­on chains

How deep He sunk

how high He reigns!

Triumph and reign

vic­tor­ious Lord

By all the flam­ing hosts ad­ored;

And say

dear Con­quer­or

say how long

Ere we shall rise to join their song.

Send down a cha­ri­ot from ab­ove

With fie­ry wheels

and paved with love;

Raise us be­yond th’ethe­re­al blue

To sing and love as an­gels do.