O Thou Who in Jordan

O Thou who in Jor­dan didst bow Thy meek head

And

’whelmed in our sor­row

didst sink to the dead

Then rose from the dark­ness to glo­ry ab­ove

And claimed for Thy chos­en the king­dom of love.

Thy foot­steps we fol­low

to bow in the tide

And are bur­ied with Thee

In the death Thou hast died;

Then wake in Thy like­ness to walk in the way

That bright­ens and bright­ens to sha­dow­less day.

O Je­sus

our Sav­ior

O Je­sus

our Lord

By the life of Thy pass­ion

the grace of Thy Word

Accept us

re­deem us

dwell ev­er with­in

To keep

by Thy Spir­it

our spir­its from sin.

Till

crowned with Thy glo­ry

and wav­ing the palm

Our gar­ments all white from the blood of the Lamb

We join the bright mill­ions of saints gone be­fore

To bless Thee

and won­der

and praise ev­er­more.