Let us join in the feast:
The triumph of Christ’s Cross.
The Greatest has become the Least,
Assessing gain as loss.
God grant I never boast
In glories that will end,
If Christ, who sacrificed the most
Accounted me a friend.
What greater love than this:
The Lord laid down His life.
The Master of the realms of bliss
Bore pain and scorn and strife.
He conquered Satan’s pride
By deep humility.
Within His saving wounds I hide
And gain His grace for me.
Meter: SM (188.8.131.52) Suggested tune: Saint Thomas (Williams), or others:
Saint Bride Swabia