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!
                                     P. P. Bliss