He stood before the court on trial instead of us; he met its power to hurt, condemned to face the cross: our king, accused of treachery; our God, abused for blasphemy! These are the crimes that tell the tale of human guilt; our sins, our death, our hell on these the case is built: to this world's powers their Lord stays dumb; the guilt is ours, no answers come. Te sentence must be passed, the unknown prisoner killed; the price is paid at last, the law of God fulfilled: he takes our blame, and from that day the accuser's claim is wiped away. Shall we be judged and tried? In Christ our trial is done; we live, for he has died, our condemnation gone: in Christ are we both dead and raised, alive and free his name be praised!