Jesus, Son of God most high,
God from all eter­ni­ty,
Born as man to live and die,
Hear us, ho­ly Je­sus.

Leaving Thine eter­nal throne,
Making mor­tal cares Thine own,
Making God’s com­pass­ion known,
Hear us, ho­ly Je­sus.

By Thy life, so lone and still,
By Thy wait­ing to ful­fill
In its time Thy Fa­ther’s will,
Hear us, ho­ly Je­sus.

May we mark the pat­tern fair
Of Thy life of work and pray­er,
And for truth all per­ils dare,
Hear us, ho­ly Je­sus.

Bid us come, at last, to Thee,
And for­ev­er per­fect be,
Where Thy glo­ry we shall see,
Hear us, holy Je­sus.