Redeemed offender, hail the day
That sees thy sin forgiven;
Jesus hath borne thy guilt away,
And pleads for thee in heaven.
Imprinted on His hands thou art
In characters of blood;
The stream that issued from His heart
Shall waft thee safe to GOD.
For me vouchsafed the unspotted Lamb
His Father’s wrath to bear;
I see His hands, and read my name
Engraven deeply there.
Forth from the LORD his gushing blood
In purple currents ran;
And every wound proclaimed aloud
His wondrous love to man.
Thy righteousness my robe shalt be,
Thy bitter death my hope;
For my offence upon the tree
My LORD was lifted up.
For me the Saviour’s blood avails,
Almighty to atone:
The hands He gave to piercing nails
Shall lead me to his throne.
By Augustus Toplady