Hymn 27. 8s. & 7s.
Words by W. L. Garrison.
1. Savior, though by scorn requited,
Oft'ner than by gratitude;
Still on earth thy soul delighted
Constantly in doing good.
2. As the way to glory leading,
As the truth that sets us free,
As the light from heaven proceeding,
Chiefly do we honor thee.
3. "Follow me," — Yes precious Savior!
In thy footsteps we will tread;
By thy grace, our whole behavior,
Shall be worthy of our head.
4. Help us ev'ry chain to sever,
Ev'ry captive to set free —
And our guilty land deliver
From the curse of slavery.