Lord, Thou in All Things Like Wast Made

Lord

Thou in all things like wast made

To us

yet free from sin;

Then how un­like to us

O Lord

Replies the voice with­in.

Our faith is weak; O light of light

Clear Thou our cloud­ed view;

That Son of Man

and Son of God

We give Thee hon­or due.

O Son of Man

Thy­self hast proved

Our tri­als and our tears;

Life’s thank­less toil and scant re­pose

Death’s ago­nies and fears.

O Son of God

in glo­ry raised

Thou sit­test on Thy throne:

Thence

by Thy plead­ings and Thy grace

Still suc­cor­ing Thine own.

Brother and Sav­ior

friend and judge!

To Thee

O Christ

be giv­en

To bind up­on Thy crown the names

Most blest in earth and Heav­en.