Christ a Mediator

A Breach most fore there was between
Poor Sinners, Lord, and thee;
Before the Fall nought then was seen
But perfect amity.

But Man, by breaking thy just Law,
Is now become thy Foe;
And as thou dost him loath and hate,
So he doth thee also.

The carnal Mind is enmity
Against the holy God;
And in us all (Lord) naturally
Like enmity abode.

But thou in mercy and great love,
Through wisdom infinite,
Hast found a way wrath to remove,
And Sinners to unite

Unto thy self in lasting bonds
Of precious grace and peace,
'Tis done by Christ, our blessed Lord,
In him thy wrath does cease.

He is that Days-man who lays hold
On both, that so he might
Thee reconcile unto our Souls,
And us to thee unite.

He brings thee, Lord, down unto us,
And carries us to thee;
And thus is he dear and precious,
Yea, all in all is he.

Second Part.

Thy honour in Each Attribute
He sought to glorifie;
Yet did his undertakings suit
Our wants all to supply.

In ev'ry thing to such degree
Due glory thou dost gain;
And we relief unto the full
Through him, Lord, do obtain.

In him Justice and Mercy meet,
And gloriously do shine;
Both equally in splendour fit,
As both alike divine.

As Mediator he was, Lord,
Exactly qualify'd;
Most wise and just, yet merciful,
That so he might divide

An equal part in a right way
Unto each party, so
God might be just, yet Justifie,
And pardon Sinners too.

To God he is a Friend most dear,
Nay, of so near a-kin,
His express Image he does bear,
Yet we may say agen,

To us he is related too,
Our nature he did take;
From hence he knew well what would do,
An equal peace to make.

Third Part.

Lord, thou wast the offended One,
Whom we had grieved sore;
Thou chose Christ to this work alone,
And cancell'd the old score.

In him thy Soul well pleased is,
Who did thy wrath appease;
'Tis he who reconciles us too,
And does our barthens ease.

Such who accept of terms of peace,
As offered they be
By Jesus Christ, the breach will cease
Between that Soul and thee.

But if the terms refused are,
There will be no Appeal
Allowed such at the last day,
They must thy vengeance feel.

Come in, ye Sinners, then with speed,
O see to him you fly!
For he to you his hand must lend,
To slay that enmity

That's in your heart's which change he must,
If ever you receive
Those terms which are agreed on,
Our precious Souls to save.