When Christ Came Down on Earth of Old

When Christ came down on earth of old

He took our na­ture

poor and low;

He wore no form of an­gel mold

But shared our weak­ness and our woe.

But when He com­eth back once more

Then shall be set the great white throne;

And earth and Heav’n shall flee be­fore

The face of Him that sits there­on.

O Son of God! in glo­ry crowned

The Judge or­dained of quick and dead;

O Son of Man! so pi­ty­ing found

For all the tears Thy peo­ple shed.

Be with us in that aw­ful hour

And by Thy crown

and by Thy grave

And by Thy love and all Thy pow­er

In that great day of judg­ment

save!