First Line: All ye that pass by,

All ye that pass by,
To Jesus draw nigh;
To you is it nothing
That Jesus should die ?
Your ransom and peace,
Your surety He is,
Come, see if there ever
Was sorrow like His.

2 For what you have done
His blood must atone:
The Father hath punished
For you His dear Son:
The Lord, in the day
Of His anger did lay
Your sins on the Lamb,
And He bore them away.

3 He died to atone
For sins not His own;
Your debt He hath paid
And your work He hath done:
Ye all may receive
The peace He did leave,
Who made intercession,
My Father, forgive !
4 For you and for me
He prayed on the tree;
The prayer is accepted,
The sinner is free;
The sinner am I,
Who on Jesus rely,
And come for the pardon
God cannot deny.

5 His death is my plea;
My Advocate see,
And hear the blood speak
That hath answered for me:
He purchased the grace
Which now I embrace;
O Father, Thou know'st
He hath died in my place !