(John 13:1.)

Thine own Thou lovest, Lord Jesus:
Thou laidst Thy glory by,
And for their sakes Thou earnest
Down from Thy throne on high:
camest where they were, to make them
Free from the power of sin,
And by Thy blood to cleanse them
And give them peace within.

Thine own Thou lovest, Lord Jesus:
Thou barest all their woe;
E'en in Thine exaltation
Thou dost their sorrows know.
Thy heart, how true and tender!
Thy sympathy, how sweet!
With joy we bow before Thee,
And worship at Thy feet!

Thine own Thou lovest, Lord Jesus:
On them Thy heart is set;
What though their hearts oft wander,
Thou never dost forget.
And oh, Thy love is longing
To see Thy ransomed bride,
With her in bliss forever,
Forever to abide!

H. A. J.