Let justice fall! We’re guilty all,
We do not what we ought,
Reputing what God taught,
Transgressors found and caught.
For it is sin, this omission,
The guilt of falling short,
Refusing to report,
Like partial truth in court,
Do you not see? You are unclean,
Your body wreaking vile,
Your works like stinking bile,
In death fully defiled.
You’ll be repaid, for what you say,
Your carelessness of speech,
Your blasphemies repeat,
Your lips in lies are steeped.
Be rich or poor, come to your Lord!
Accepting Christ as head,
Who cleansed you guilt and dread,
Condemning death instead.
What will atone? Not beast or bone,
The sacrifice God gave,
Salvation by His grace,
Our offering our faith.
So justice stays! My sin is paid!
O guilty man – repent!
Let justice be content,
For this, Christ’s blood was spent
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