Sons of God, tri­um­phant rise,
Shout th’ac­comp­lished sac­ri­fice!
Shout your sins in Christ for­giv’n,
Sons of God, and heirs of Heav’n!

Ye that round our al­tars throng,
Listening an­gels join the song:
Sing with us, ye heav’n­ly pow­ers,
Pardon, grace, and glo­ry ours!

Love’s mys­te­ri­ous work is done!
Greet we now th’ac­cept­ed Son,
Healed and quick­ened by His blood,
Joined to Christ, and one with God.

Christ, of all our hopes the seal;
Peace di­vine in Christ we feel,
Pardon to our souls a­pplied:
Dead for all, for me He died!

Sin shall ty­ran­nize no more,
Purged its guilt, dis­solved its pow­er;
Jesus makes our hearts His throne,
There He lives, and reigns alone.

Grace our ev­ery thought con­trols,
Heav’n is op­ened in our souls,
Everlasting life is won,
Glory is on earth be­gun.

Christ in us; in Him we see
Fullness of the de­ity.
Beam of the eter­nal beam;
Life di­vine we taste in Him!

Him we on­ly taste be­low;
Mightier joys or­dained to know
Him when ful­ly ours we prove,
Ours the Heav’n of per­fect love!