Jesus, crucified and risen,
Grant that we Your witness bear,
That souls bound in error's prison
May truth's liberation share.
Though we dare the world's displeasure,
Spread through us Your gospel treasure.
You who died for all, yet live,
Grant repentance and forgive!
Though Your word be out of season,
Its full sense let us proclaim,
Nor give way to fallen reason,
Fear of death or public shame.
For unless the sinner hear it,
How can they receive the Spirit?
Let men order what they may,
We must rather God obey.
Even if men's shackles bind us,
Christ, Your word has made us free.
Of Your martyrs' blood remind us,
That with them we may agree:
Our brief term of tribulation
Pales beside the sure salvation
That to us Your blood has sealed,
And whereby our woes are healed.
Therefore, we will fear no peril,
For You are the First and Last.
"Amen, come" will be our carol
Till our narrow strait be passed:
Swiftly then our tears forgetting,
No more faltering or fretting,
We before Your feet shall fall,
Prince and Savior over all.
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