1.We are aliens to the promised seed and promised mercies sure;

Aliens to the blessings of the called, the chosen few;

Thank You Jesus! Our Saviour, our unspeak’ble Gift so dear,

Sent from Heaven; You made things new!

                    CHORUS

Far, far away from You by sin drawn away,

For long our days we spent in vanity;

But You came down to save us, no we can gladly say:

We are Yours, by Your love, through eternity.

2.We were lost without a god, without a hope for anchor sure;

Lost with no redeeming good commending us to You;

Thank You Jesus! You sought and made us Your possession pure;

Sent from Heaven, You made things new!

3.We were held as vessels of Your wrath and held 

    condemned and cursed

Held as people not Your, O who could us rescue?

Thank You Jesus! for grace that made us just and Your beloved;

Sent from Heaven, You made things new!

4.We were olive wild, in nature vile and olive fruitless foul

Fruitless, so a grafting only proffered life anew

Thank You Jesus! Our Olive good! We’ve found a lofty goal

Sent from Heaven, You made things new!

5.We were off Your fold; as sheep astray refused Your voice to heed,

Off the fold and by the Spirit not yet sanctified

Thank You Jesus! We’re come to Zion’s mount and heav’nly fold

Sent from Heaven, You made things new!