| First Line: | How condescending and how kind |
| Meter: | C.M. |
| Printable Page Scan: | [Gif 43k] [Wide Gif 43k] |
1. How condescending and how kind
Was God's eternal son!
Our misery reached his heavenly mind,
And pity brought him down.
2. When justice, by our sins provoked,
Drew forth its dreadful sword,
He gave his soul up to the stroke,
Without a murmuring word.