Thy purchased people, gracious Lamb,

Thy purchased people, gracious Lamb,
Thou never canst forget;
The piercing nails have wrote their name
Upon thy hands and feet.

Satan, in vain, with rage assails
Thy dear peculiar ones;
For them thy righteousness avails;
For them thy blood atones.

Vainly against the sheep he strives,
And wars with the Most High;
Their glorious Head for ever lives,
Nor can his members die.

Jesus shall his elect avenge,
Nor from his own remove;
Nor cancel his decree, nor change
His everlasting love.