HYMN XXII. Look unto me, and be saved

Laden'd with Guilt, Sinners arise, And view your bleeding Sacrifice, Each purple Drop proclaims there's Room, And bids the Poor and Needy come.

Beneath your Crimes the Victim stood, Sign'd your Acquittances in Blood, Hereby stern Justice is appeas'd, Sinners look up and be releas'd.

Mercy, Peace, Truth, and Righteousness, Beam from the Reconciler's Face: Here Look, till Love dissolve your Heart, And bid your slavish Fears depart.

O quit the World's delusive Charms, And quickly fly to Jesus' Arms; Wrestle until your God is known, Till you can call the Lord your own.