We’re conquered by the Lord of Love,
So do not dare take part,
In idols in your heart.
And never serve another God,
That what you make and see,
Bring glory to our king.
No image that leads us to sin,
Let everything point us to Him.
And seek to serve His covenant,
Though we are full perverse,
His favor undeserved.
Then in His church your Sabbaths spent,
To praise His holy name,
Who took away our shame.
His law the treasure of our heart,
His statutes fullest joy impart.
Our fields will bloom with harvest feasts,
With rain in proper place,
And hunger all erased.
And He will drive out wicked beasts,
And silence all our fear,
No enemies appear,
So in His power we will go,
And five will chase a hundred foes.
He’ll multiply the righteous womb,
With many children blessed,
The Spirit in their breath.
And He will come – the Coming Groom,
To make His home with us,
For He has made us just.
Released from fleshly, hellish bonds,
At liberty to serve our God!