“I come,” the great Redeemer cries,

“To do thy will, O Lord!”

At Jordan’s flood, behold! he seals

The sure prophetic word.

2 “Thus it becomes us to fulfill

All righteousness,” he said;

He spake obedient, and beneath

The yielding wave was laid.

3 Hark! a glad voice—the Father speaks,

From heaven’s exalted hight;

“This is my Son, my well beloved,

In whom I do delight.”

4 Jesus, the Saviour, well beloved!

His name we will profess,

Like him, desirous to fulfill

Each law of righteousness.

5 No more we’ll count ourselves our own,

But his in bonds of love;

O! may such bonds for ever draw

Our souls to things above.