1. Jesus, Source of my salvation,
Conqu’ror both of death and hell!
Thou Who didst, as my oblation,
Feel what I deserv’d to feel:
Thro’ Thy suff’rings, death and merit,
I eternal life inherit;
Thousand, thousand thanks to Thee,
Dearerst Lord, for ever be!

2. O how basely wast Thou used,
Buffeted and spit upon!
Scourg’d and torn, and sorely bruised,
Thou the heav’nly Father’s Son:
Me, poor sinner, to deliver
From the devil’s pow’r for ever!
Thousand, thousand thanks to Thee,
Dearerst Lord, for ever be!

3. Lord, Thy deep humiliation
Paid for my presumptuous pride;
I need fear no condemnation,
Since for sinners Thou hast died:
Thou becam’st a curse, deat Saviour,
To restore me to God’s favor.
Thousand, thousand thanks to Thee,
Dearerst Lord, for ever be!

4. Lord, I’ll praise Thee now and ever
For Thy bitter pain and smart,
For Thy agonizing shiver,
For Thy wounds and pierced heart;
For Thy stooping under sentence
Of God’s wrath and fiery vengeance:
For Thy death and love divine,
Lord, I’ll be for ever Thine.