Lord Jesus, when Thou wast on earth
Men scorned Thy lowly guise;
To them Thou wast an object but
To hate and to despise.
Ascended now, and set on high,
And crowned with glory bright,
They scorn Thy messages of grace
And of Thy love make light.
O Lowly One I Rejected One!
I’d share the shame with Thee;
I’d bind their scorn upon my brow,
Earth’s only crown for me.
But, Lord, that glorious time shall come
When men shall own Thy claim;
When heaven and earth shall own and bow
Before Thy blessed Name:
Thy kingdom without end shall be,
In righteousness and peace,
All then shall know Thee (blessed word)
And strife and hatred cease.
But Oh! what wondrous depths of grace!
Thou’lt make me reign with Thee;
With Thee, in brightest glory placed,
Thou’lt share Thy crown with me.