1 How lowly is the way,
Our Savior's feet have trod;
Where Jesus' scepter sways,
We feel a present God.
His councils mark, his word we prize,
And bear our cross, the shame despise.
2 When Christ to earth came down
To be his people's guide;
Refus'd an earthly crown,
And check'd his foll'wers pride;
Then mark'd a new and living way,
To his bright throne in endless day.
3 Beneath old Jordan's flood,
He meekly laid his head;
Thus teaching that his blood
Has pow'r to raise the dead:
The holy Spirit like a dove,
Proclaims, the seals a Father's love.
4 The triune God we see,
The Father, Spirit , Son,
United one in three,
Baptism's right doth own:
Believers we should follow him,
And thus put on the christian name.
5 Lord we obey thy call
And humbly thus repair:
Thou sacred all in all,
O! hear our earnest pray'r,
Lord by thy spirit's quick'ning pow'r,
Rest, and remains from this glad hour.
6 Ye lofty trees whose shade,
Bend o'er this hallowed brink;
And purling streams whose glide,
Refresh the world with drink,
Let men, and beasts, and floods, and plains,
Each in their sphere,say Jesus reigns.
7 Yes we will join, and sing,
With solemn sweet accord;
Till hill and valley ring,
Loud praises to the Lord,
With heart and voice we thus proclaim,
The captain of salvation reigns.