John: O joyful sound of pardoning grace

O joyful sound of pardoning grace;
All hail, Thou suffering Deity!
I too with Thee would take my place,
I too would gladly be with Thee.

Thy voice that dying sinner cheers,
And saves him at his latest hour,
The Words Spoken on the Cross.
To dissipate our guilty fears,
And show forth all Thy saving power.

O who can of Thy grace despair,
That sees the thief on yonder tree?
If he could find forgiveness there,
Surely forgiveness is for me.

Remember me, O Lord my God;
Thou art into Thy kingdom come;
Sprinkle my conscience with Thy bio-
And take my gasping spirit home.

Death, everlasting death, I own
The just reward of my offence:
But Thou hast naught of evil done;
Thou art all love, all innocence.

For Thy own sake pronounce the word;
Tell me, in answer to my cries,
"To-day thou shalt be with thy Lord.
And find in Me thy paradise."