1 O Son of Man, Thyself once crossed
By ev'ry suffering here below,
Who taught'st Thy noble martyr-host
To follow in Thy path of woe:
2 O Son of God, Whose glory cast
Its light upon Thy champion's face,
Revealing to his eye at last
The marvels of the holiest place;
3 Be ours the faith that sees Thee stand
Beside the throne of God on high,
To succor with Thy strong right hand
Thy soldiers when to Thee they cry.
4 Be ours the hope, resigned and meek,
That trusts the spirit to Thy care,
That longs Thy face in heaven to seek,
And dwell with Thee in glory there.
5 Be ours the love, divine and free,
Which asks forgiveness for our foes;
Which draws, in life, its life from Thee,
And, dying, finds in Thee repose.
The Hymnal: revised and enlarged as adopted by the General Convention of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America in the year of our Lord 1892