1 O mean may seem this house of clay,
Yet ’twas the Lord’s abode;
Our feet may mourn this thorny way,
Yet here Emmanuel trod.
2 This fleshly robe the Lord did wear;
This watch the Lord did keep;
These burdens sore the Lord did bear;
These tears the Lord did weep.
3 This world the Master overcame;
This death the Lord did die;
O vanquished world! O glorious shame!
O hallowed agony!
4 O vale of tears, no longer sad,
Wherein the Lord did dwell!
O holy robe of flesh that clad
Our own Emmanuel!
5 Our very frailty brings us near
Unto the Lord of heaven;
To every grief, to every tear,
Such glory strange is given.
Source: Common Service Book of the Lutheran Church #54
"Has had by far the widest acceptance of all my hymns. It was put into my mouth as the truth of the Incarnation was revealed to me. Its production was a great spiritual event in my own life, as well as an exquisite and unspeakable delight. It wrought powerfully upon my outward life, and introduced me to persons my connection with whom led to a change of residence, and furthered the publication of my work, ‘The Papal Drama.'" [E. MSS.]This hymn as a whole is too long for common use, but in an abbreviated form it is in numerous hymn-books in Great Britain and America. No. 58 in Horder's Congregational Hymns, 1884, is an example of a choice selection of stanzas. --John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)