Adam, our father and our head, Transgressed, and justice doomed us dead; The fiery law speaks all despair: There's no reprieve nor pardon there. But, O unutterable grace! The Son of God takes Adam's place; Down to our world the Savior flies, Stretches His arms, and bleeds, and dies. Justice was pleased to bruise the God, And pay its wrongs with heav'nly blood: What unknown racks and pangs He bore! Then rose; the law could ask no more. Amazing work! look down, ye skies, Wonder and gaze with all your eyes; Ye heav'nly thrones, stoop from above, And bow to this mysterious love. Lo! they adore th'incarnate Son, And sing the glories He hath won; Sing how He broke our iron chains, How deep He sunk, how high He reigns! Triumph and reign, victorious Lord, By all the flaming hosts adored; And say, dear Conqueror, say how long Ere we shall rise to join their song. Send down a chariot from above, With fiery wheels, and paved with love; Raise us beyond th'ethereal blue, To sing and love as angels do.