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.