Scripture Verse

He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities: The chastisement of our peace was upon Him, and with His stripes we are healed. Isaiah 53:5


Words: G. de Mat­tos.

Music: Re­gent Square Hen­ry T. Smart, in Psalms and Hymns for Di­vine Wor­ship (Lon­don: 1867) (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know when this hymn was writ­ten, de Mat­tos’ full name, or where to get a good pic­ture of him (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?

Henry T. Smart


Jesus, blessèd Lord and Savior,
Bowed in death on Calv’ry’s tree,
Darkest hour of bitter judgment,
Borne to set Thy people free;
Sweet our portion, sweet our portion,
As we thus remember Thee.

From the highest heights of glory,
To the cross of deepest shame,
Thus accomplishing redemption,
Jesus in His pity came;
Precious Savior, precious Savior,
We adore Thy matchless name.

From the darkness and the distance,
From the crushing load of sin,
Blessèd Savior, Thou hast freed us,
By Thy blood hast made us clean;
In Thy beauty, in Thy beauty,
Now Thy ransomed ones are seen.

Thus assured of Thine acceptance
We to God may now draw near;
In the holiest may worship;
Perfect love hath cast out fear;
To the Father, to the Father,
We in Christ are near and dear.