How pleasant is the sound of praise!
頌讚聲音何等難得！
It well becomes the saints of God;
所以應當無間時刻；
Should we refuse our songs to raise,
如果我們自甘緘默，
The stones might tell our shame abroad.
石頭也要說話相責。

For Him Who washed us in His blood.
我們應當高聲頌美
Let us our sweetest songs prepare;
那用己血買我們的；
He sought us wandering far from God,
祂替我們備嘗死味，
And now preserves us by His care.
祂為我們費盡心力。

One string there is of sweetest tone,
此世有一特別詩歌，
Reserved for sinners saved by grace;
惟獨蒙恩罪人會唱；
’Tis sacred to one class alone
此外無人能夠附和，
And touched by one peculiar race.
因不知其意義之綱。

Though angels may with rapture see
天使雖能歡然承認
How mercy flows in Jesus’ blood,
憐憫如何由血洞曉，
It is not theirs to prove, as we,
但是他們不像我們，
The cleansing virtue of this flood.
能以證明這血功效。

Though angels praise the heavenly King,
天使雖能讚美拜朝，
And worship Him as God alone,
說神是神，向神恭敬；
We can with exultation sing,
我們卻能歡樂唱道：
He wears our nature on the throne.
祂在寶座還帶人性！

Lord, we adore Thy wondrous love,
哦主，我們讚美那使
Which brought Thee here to bleed and die
你來流血受死的愛；
That Thou lost sinners may restore
但願不久在天相值
And to the Father bring them nigh.
向你讚美、向你敬拜。