Caught by the foe, prisoned were we

Caught by the foe, imprisoned, we;
In death’s domain, by sin enslaved;
God’s loving care and sympathy
Brought us to Christ—by grace we’re saved!

God sprinkled us with waters fresh
To put off idols and their stain;
Our heart of stone He turned to flesh,
A new creation to obtain.

Yes, God Himself’s our life—how blest!
His divine nature’s ours today
That we may match His holiness.
All His commands live day by day.

He is our God; His people, we;
Our fellowship—how near, how dear.
Our blessing and portion is He;
We’ll ne’er depart, nor elsewhere veer.

Our Christ is now our dwelling place,
And we enjoy His rich supply.
He is our life, our food, our grace;
Eternally, He’ll satisfy.