Slightly altered from the first edition of 1722.

  1. How shall I meet my Saviour?
    How shall I welcome Thee?
    What Manner of Behaviour
    Is now requir’d of me?
    Let thine Illumination
    Set Heart and Hands aright,
    That this my Preparation
    Be pleasing in thy Sight.
  2. Whilst with the gayest Flowers
    Thy Sion strews the Way,
    I’ll raise with all my Powers
    To Thee, a grateful Lay:
    To Thee the King of Glory
    I’ll tune a Song Divine;
    And make thy Love’s bright Story
    In graceful Numbers shine.
  3. What hast thou not performed,
    Lord, to retrieve my Loss,
    While I was so deformed
    By Sin and Hellish Dross?
    The Sense of lost Salvation
    Quite drove me to Despair,
    But thy own Incarnation
    Brought my Redemption near.
  4. I lay in Fetters groaning,
    Thou cam’st to set me free.
    My Shame I was bemoaning;
    With Grace thou cloathedst me.
    Thou raisest me to Glory;
    Endow’st me with thy Bliss,
    Which is not transitory,
    As worldly Treasure is.
  5. What caus’d thy Incarnation?
    What brought Thee down to me?
    Thy Love to my Salvation
    Contriv’d my Liberty.
    O Love, beyond Expression!
    Wherewith thou dost embrace
    Mankind in its Digression
    From Thee, the Source of Grace.
  6. Let this Consideration
    Heal up your Wounds within,
    Ye Sons of Desolation,
    That feel the Smart of Sin.
    Take Courage, your Salvation
    Stands waiting at the Door;
    The Gospel Consolation
    Is nearer than before.
  7. ‘Tis none of your Endeavour,
    Nor any Mortal Care
    Cou’d draw his Sov’reign Favour
    To Sinners in Despair;
    Uncall’d he comes with Gladness
    To save you from the Fall,
    And cure all Grief and Sadness
    You’re still opprest withal.
  8. Be not cast down nor frighted
    At Sin, tho’ ne’er so great;
    No! Jesus is delighted
    The Greatest to remit.
    He comes repenting Sinners
    With Life and Love to crown;
    And make them happy Winners
    Of Glory like his own.
  9. Then fear not ye the Clamour
    Of Satan and his Clan;
    The Word, his pow’rful Hammer,
    Destroys their wicked Plan.
    He comes as King of Glory,
    Whose Nod confounds their Host;
    He carries all before ye,
    And baffles all their Boast.
  10. He comes to pass his Sentence
    On all his Enemies.
    But Children of Repentance
    Shall meet with Love and Peace.
    Come, Prince of Grace and Wonder!
    Fetch thy Beloved Home;
    Reveal thy Glories yonder;
    Thy longing Spouse says, Come!