1  O Lord! When we the path retrace

       Which Thou on earth hast trod,

    To men Thy wondrous love and grace,

       Thy faithfulness to God;

 2  Thy love, by man so sorely tried,

       Proved stronger than the grave;

    The very spear that pierced Thy side

       Drew forth the blood to save;

 3  Though Thou didst pass through woes and grief,

       Thy works were ever good;

    Although midst sorrows all Thy life,

       Thou spak'st no murmuring word.

 4  Faithful amidst unfaithfulness,

       'Mid darkness only light,

    Thou didst Thy Father's name confess,

       And in His will delight;

 5  Unmoved by Satan's subtle wiles,

       Or, suffering, shame, and loss,

    Thy path, uncheered by earthly smiles,

       Led only to the cross.

 6  We wonder at Thy lowly mind,

       And fain would like Thee be,

    And all our rest and pleasure find

       In learning, Lord, of Thee.