Jesus, our Lord, we love Thy peerless name,
Our Saviour Thou,
Yes, Thou from everlasting art the same,
To Thee we bow;
To seek and save the lost Thou earnest to earth,
Thy glory veiled beneath Thy lowly birth.
Alone Thou stoodest in the desert vast
To face the foe;
Against Thee all his covert wiles he cast,
Blow after blow;
Dependent Thou didst meet each bold attack,
Thou wouldst not swerve from the appointed track.
Upon the holy mount Thy favored three
Saw Thee alone;
They heard Thy Father’s voice saluting Thee,
“Beloved Son”!
Leader and prophet must to Thee give place,
That “Jesus only” might entrance their gaze.
Again we see Thee in Gethsemane,
When all the power
Of this world’s prince, and his deep enmity
In that dread hour,
‘Gainst Thee, devoted One, were here displayed,
Thou didst submit a captive to be made.
Thy holy head with cruel thorns was crowned,
Thou blessed One;
And to the altar Thy blest form was bound,
God’s holy Son!
Thou gav’st Thyself a willing sacrifice,
That we, Lord Jesus, might become Thy prize.
But Thou, our Lord, art risen from the dead
And gone on high;
There, in the glory, our exalted Head,
And we brought nigh
Thou ever livest on the Father’s throne
And soon wilt gather to Thyself Thine own.
Yes, Jesus Lord, today Thou art “the Same”
Enthroned above;
We worship Thee, adore Thy precious Name
And know Thy love;
We wait to gaze upon Thy blessed face,
Whose glory crowns the riches of Thy grace.
Thus, Lord, we trust Thee, till Thou dost appear.
Our constant Guide;
Thou art “the Same” to save, support and cheer
Whate’er betide;
Thou wilt sustain us all along the way,
Until Thy presence brings the perfect day.