’Tis God the Father We Adore

’Tis God the Fa­ther we ad­ore

In this bap­tis­mal sign;

’Tis He whose voice on Jor­dan’s shore

Proclaimed the Son di­vine.

The Fa­ther owned Him; let our breath

In an­swer­ing praise

as­cend

As in the im­age of His death

We own our heav’n­ly friend.

We seek the con­se­crat­ed grave

Along the path He trod;

Receive us in the hal­lowed wave

Thou ho­ly Son of God.

Let earth and Heav’n our zeal re­cord

And fu­ture wit­ness bear

That we to Zi­on’s migh­ty Lord

Our full al­le­giance swear.

O that our con­scious souls may own

With joy’s se­rene sur­vey

Inscribed up­on His judg­ment throne

The tran­script of this day.