The sovereign Christ is our only creed,
We love the Lord and follow his lead,
The grace of God, our only deed,
On his Word of truth we daily feed —
What joy! What peace! What rest!

On us abides the Spirit’s seal,
Consumed by Jesus’ white hot zeal,
The true, invisible God is real,
Return, convert, repent, we appeal —
What joy! What peace! What rest!

From death the Lord set prisoners free,
He died, arose, the saints did see,
He’ll come again, and humanity
Will all confess and bow the knee —
What joy! What peace! What rest!