Jesus, our Lord, Thou Morning Star,
How well we know Thy name!
Jesus, the Lord, the Crucified-
In glory still the same.

Jesus, the One who left the throne,
To save a ruined race,
Thy love and lowliness still shine
Upon that glorious face.

Jesus, the One who trod the earth,
The lowly, subject One;
Obedience unto death was Thine-
God’s well-beloved Son!

Jesus, what memories thrill our hearts
Of Thy blest footprints here,
While now to heaven our eyes we turn
And gaze upon Thee there!

Jesus, our Saviour, quickly come,
That we may with Thee be!
Heaven’s morning breaks and glory dawns
When Thy blest face we see.