The One that slain death
And broke sin's mighty cords,
Ere whom the Foe does fret,
Bowing to the Lord of lords,
All praise unto him alone belong.
Nought in the universe was with-
Out him made. By his potent tongue
Framed he all, and were with it.
Adore God's Son begotten, O ye
Men, and worship the King eternal.
To Jesus give ye unceasing glory
Who redeemed man from sheol infernal.