Classic Poem

Savior! though by scorn requited,
Oft'ner than by gratitude,
Still on earth thy soul delighted
Constantly in doing good.

As the way to glory leading,
As the truth that sets us free;
As the light from heav'n proceeding,
Chiefly do we honor thee.

“Follow me!”—Yes, precious Savior!
In thy footsteps will we tread;
By thy grace, our whole behavior
Shall be worthy of our head.

Help us ev'ry chain to sever—
Ev'ry captive to set free—
And our guilty land deliver
From the curse of slavery!