Father of Jesus Christ — my Lord,
My Saviour and my Head –
I trust in thee, whose powerful word
Has raised him from the dead.
Thou know’st for my offence he died,
And rose again for me,
Fully and freely justified
That I might live to thee.
Faith in thy power thou seest I have,
For thou this faith hast wrought;
Dead souls thou callest from their grave,
And speakest worlds from nought.
In hope, against all human hope,
Self-desperate, I believe;
Thy quickening Word shall raise me up,
Thou shalt thy Spirit give.
Faith, mighty faith, the promise sees,
And looks to that alone;
Laughs at impossibilities,
And cries, “It shall be done!”
Obedient faith that waits on thee,
Thou never wilt reprove;
But thou wilt form thy Son in me,
And perfect me in love.