1 Oh, who like Thee, so calm, so bright,
Lord Jesus Christ, Thou Light of Light!
Oh, who like Thee did ever go
So patient thro' a world of woe!
So meek, so lowly, yet so high,
So glorious in humility
2 O wondrous Lord, our souls would be
Still more and more conformed to Thee;
Would lose the pride, the taint of sin,
That burns these fevered veins within,
And learn of Thee, the lowly One,
And like Thee all our journey run.
3 Oh, grant us ever on the road
To trace the footsteps of our God;
That when Thou shalt appear, arrayed
In light to judge the quick and dead,
We may to life immortal soar,
Through Thee, Who livest evermore.
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