O Lord, By Faith We Look Above
1 O LORD, by faith we look above,
And crowned with brightest glory see
Thyself, by man once crowned with thorns,
And hear Thee say, "Remember Me."
2 The cross! 'twas there Thou bowedst Thy head;
There deeper pangs than mortals know
Did rend Thy heart, and deepest floods
Of wrath divine did Thee o'erflow.
3 Thine anguish, Lord, in that dread hour,
When God in justice hid His face,
And earth and hell conjoined their power,
Surpasses human thought to trace.
4 Love brought Thee down, love led Thee on,
Nor aught Thy steadfast heart could move,
Till all redemption's toil was done;
Oh, matchless mystery of love!