Life, life of Love poured out fragrant and holy!
Life, ‘mid rude thorns of earth, stainless and sweet!
Life, whence God’s Face of love, glorious but lowly,
Shines forth to bow us, Lord, low at Thy feet!

Grief, grief of Love that drew hate’s every arrow!
Grief that Thy suffering heart only could meet!
Grief, whence Thy Face of love, shining in sorrow,
Draws us, adoring, Lord, low at Thy feet!

Death, death of stricken Love, wrath’s sea exploring!
Death, Life’s mysterious death-Deep meeting deep!
Death, whence Thy bursting Heart fills ours-outpouring
All, all in worship, Lord, low at Thy feet!

The Lord is risen! the Red Sea’s judgment flood
Is passed in Him who bought us with His blood.
The Lord is risen! we stand beyond the doom
Of all our sin, through Jesus’ empty tomb.

The Lord is risen! with Him we also rose,
And in His grave see vanquished all our foes.
The Lord is risen! beyond the judgment land,
In Him, in resurrection life we stand.

The Lord is risen! redeemed now to God,
We tread the desert which His feet have trod.
The Lord is risen! His presence is our place,
Where now we dwell before the Father’s face.

The Lord is risen! the Lord is gone before:
We long to see Him, and to sin no more.
The Lord is risen! our triumph shout shall be,
Thou hast prevailed! Thy people, Lord, are free!

Listen, oh listen, my Father, all holy!
Humble and sorrowful, owning my sin,
Hear me confess in my penitence lowly
How in my weakness, temptation came in.

Pity me now, for, my Father, no sorrow
Weighs on my soul like pain that I know,
Trembling and fearing that, all through tomorrow,
Missing the light of Thy love I may go.

Father, I know for the grace I am seeking,
Nothing of mine can I offer to Thee;
Thou, to my sinful and sad spirit speaking,
Giving forgiveness-givest all things to me.

Keep me, my Father, oh keep me from falling!
I had not sinned, had I felt Thou wert nigh.
Speak, when the voice of the tempter is calling,
So that temptation before Thee may fly.

Thoughts of my sinfulness contrite shall make me;
Thoughts of Thy favor shall humble me more:
So keep me lowly until Thou shalt take me
Where sin and sorrow forever are o’er.