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Nor from those blessed foot-steps swerve, Which lead me to His seat a-bove? A-MEN.

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who like Thee so calm, so bright, Thou Son of Man, Thou Light of Light,

O who like Thee did ever go So pa-tient through a world of woe! A-MEN.

207 OMBERSLEY L. M.

William H. Gladstone, 1872

10 love, how deep, how broad, how high, How pass-ing thought and fan - ta - sy,

That God, the Son of God, should take Our mor-tal form for mor-tals' sake! A - MEN.

2 He sent no angel to our race,

Of higher or of lower place,
But He Himself to this world came,
And wore the robe of human frame.

3 For us baptized, for us He bore

His holy fast, and hungered sore,
For us temptations sharp He knew,
For us the tempter overthrew.

4 For us He preaches and He prays,
Would do all things, would try all ways;
By words, and signs, and actions, thus
Still seeking not Himself, but us.

208 (MELCOMBE) L. M.

1 O who like Thee so calm, so bright,
Thou Son of Man, Thou Light of Light,
O who like Thee did ever go
So patient through a world of woe!

2 O who like Thee so humbly bore
The scorn, the scoffs of men before;
So meek, forgiving, Godlike, high,
So glorious in humility!

5 For us to wicked men betrayed,
Scourged, mocked, in crown of thorns.
arrayed;

For us He bore the cross's death,
For us at length gave up His breath.
6 For us He rose from death again,
For us He went on high to reign,
For us He sent His Spirit here
To guide, to strengthen, and to cheer.
7 All honor, laud, and glory be,
O Jesus, Virgin-born, to Thee;
Whom with the Father we adore,
And Holy Ghost, for evermore.

Anon. (Latin, 15th cent.).
Trans. by Rev. Benjamin Webb, 1854 (Text of 1871)

3 And all Thy life's unchanging years,
A man of sorrows and of tears,
The cross, where all our sins were laid,
Upon Thy bending shoulders weighed;
4 And death, that sets the prisoner free,
Was pang and scoff and scorn to Thee;
Yet love through all Thy torture glowed,
And mercy with Thy life-blood flowed.

5 O in Thy light be mine to go,

Illuming all this way of woe;
And give me ever on the road
To trace Thy footsteps, Son of God.

Bishop A. Cleveland Coxe, 1840 (with later revisions)

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And he who would the Father seek Must seek Him, Lord, by Thee. A-MEN,

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