The Elect Ransomed. Isa. 53. 6, 7; 2 Cor. 5. 21
J. Adams 8.8.6.
Our Jesus loves his dear elect;
With glory they shall all be decked
Before his Father’s face.
Not one of them for whom he bled,
But shall with joy behold their Head,
In heaven their dwelling-place.
[They are the travail of his soul;
His sweetest thoughts on them did roll
From all eternity.
And, as the jewels of his crown,
He’ll give them honour, peace, renown,
And full felicity.]
Their sins upon him all were laid,
And he the dreadful debt has paid,
(A debt no more to pay;)
Their Surety in their law-place stood,
Appeased stern Justice with his blood,
And bore their sins away.