1
O Lord, Your love did not recoil
At sting of death and shame;
So may we overcome this age,
The devil's power disclaim.
At sting of death and shame;
So may we overcome this age,
The devil's power disclaim.
2
O Lord, You bore the heavy load
On that foreboding path:
The sins of man, the devil's scorn,
And God's all-righteous wrath.
On that foreboding path:
The sins of man, the devil's scorn,
And God's all-righteous wrath.
3
The roaring wind and threat'ning waves
At Your command must crest;
For this we worship and proclaim
The name in which we rest.
At Your command must crest;
For this we worship and proclaim
The name in which we rest.
4
Soon shall we in the Father's house
Begin the newest songs,
But here where You have met our need
E'en now new praise belongs.
Begin the newest songs,
But here where You have met our need
E'en now new praise belongs.