My Jesus, Fair

Verse 1:
My Jesus, fair, was pierced by thorns
By thorns grown from the fall.
Thus He who gave the curse was torn
To end that curse for all

Chorus:
O love divine, O matchless grace
That God should die for men!
With joyful grief I lift my praise
Abhorring all my sin
Adoring only Him

Verse 2:
My Jesus, meek, was scorned by men
By men in blasphemy.
"Father, forgive their senseless sin!"
He prayed, for them, for me

Chorus:
O love divine, O matchless grace
That God should die for men!
With joyful grief I lift my praise
Abhorring all my sin
Adoring only Him

Verse 3:
My Jesus, kind, was torn by nails,
By nails of cruel men
And to His cross, as grace prevailed,
God pinned my wretched sin.

Chorus:
O love divine, O matchless grace
That God should die for men!
With joyful grief I lift my praise
Abhorring all my sin
Adoring only Him

Verse 4:
My Jesus, pure, was crushed by God
By God, in judgment just.
The Father grieved, yet turned His rod
On Christ, made sin for us

Chorus:
O love divine, O matchless grace
That God should die for men!
With joyful grief I lift my praise
Abhorring all my sin
Adoring only Him

Verse 5:
My Jesus, strong, shall come to reign
To reign in majesty
The Lamb arose, and death is slain.
Lord, come in victory!

Chorus:
O love divine, O matchless grace
That God should die for men!
With joyful grief I lift my praise
Abhorring all my sin
Adoring only Him