Ruth: I have bought all that was Elimelech's, &c

O Jesus, full of richest grace,
In pity to our fallen race,
Thou didst at infinite expense
Redeem our lost inheritance,
Thine own inheritance forego,
A poor afflicted man below,
For us procure with all Thy blood
The God of heaven, and heaven of God.

Strangers, and foreigners we were.
Who now Thy purchased people are,
Forlorn, abandon'd, and despised,
Yet by our great Redeemer prized:
Patron of friendless poverty.
The widow now betroth'd to Thee,
Thy church, with heavenly gifts endow'd,
Is made the glorious spouse of God.

Our dead in sin and buried race
Thy brethren. Lord, Thou dost confess,
Nor sufifer'st that our name should be
Cut off to all eternity:
Thy nature with our nature join'd
Preserves the half-extinguish'd kind;
Jesus, Thy name to mortals given.
Exalts both ours, and us, to heaven.