And Did the Holy and the Just
Anne Steele, 1717-1778
And did the Holy and the Just,
The Sovereign of the skies,
Stoop down to man's estate and dust
That guilty worms might rise?
Yes, the Redeemer left His throne,
His radiant throne on high—
Surprising mercy, love unknown—
To suffer, bleed, and die.
He took the guilty culprit's place
And suffered in his stead;
For man—oh, miracle of grace—
For man the Saviour bled.
Dear Lord, what heavenly wonders dwell
In Thy atoning blood!
By this are sinners saved from hell,
And rebels brought to God.
What glad return can I impart,
For favors so divine?
O take my all, this worthless heart,
And make it wholly Thine.
