Hymn 405 - "Master, we would no longer be"
Master, we would no longer be
At home in that which hated Thee,
But patient in Thy footsteps go,
Thy sorrow as Thy joy to know. We would—and O confirm the power!—
With meekness meet the darkest hour,
By shame, contempt, however tried;
For Thou wast scorned and crucified.
We welcome still Thy faithful word—
The cross shall meet its sure reward;
For soon must pass the little while,
Then joy shall crown Thy servants' toil.
O may our path of service be
Well-pleasing, Saviour, unto Thee,
That when our earthly course is run,
We may receive Thy word, "Well done."