All praise to the Lamb! Accepted I am,
Through faith in the Saviour's adorable name:
In him I confide, his blood is applied;
For me he hath suffered, for me he hath died.

Not a cloud doth arise, to darken my skies,
Or hide for a moment my Lord from mine eye:
In him I am blest, I lean on his breast
And lo! in his wounds I continue to rest.