Who shall the
Lord�s elect
condemn?
�Tis God that
justifies
their souls;
And mercy,
like a mighty
stream,
O�er all their
sins divinely
rolls.
Who
shall adjudge
the saints to
hell?
�Tis Christ
that suffered
in their
stead;
And, the
salvation to
fulfill,
Behold Him
rising from
the dead!
He lives!
He lives and
sits above,
For ever
interceding
there:
Who shall
divide us from
His love?
Or what should
tempt us to
despair?
Shall
persecution,
or distress,
Famine, or
sword, or
nakedness?
He that hath
loved us bears
us through,
And makes us
more than
conquerors
too.
Faith hath
an overcoming
power;
It triumphs in
the dying
hour:
Christ is our
life, our joy,
our hope,
Nor can we
sink with such
a prop.
Not all
that men on
earth can do,
Nor powers on
high, nor
powers below,
Shall cause
His mercy to
remove,
Or wean our
hearts from
Christ our
love.