“Lo, My face to shame and spitting
Did I turn for thee;
If thou art the least and lowest,
Then remember Me.”
“O God! What cords of love are Thine,
How gentle, yet how strong!
Thy truth and grace their strength combine,
To draw our souls along.
Drawn by such cords we’ll onward move,
Till round the throne we meet,
And, captains in the chains of love,
Embrace our Savior’s feet.”