Behold, the Prince of Peace, The chosen of the Lord, God’s well beloved Son, fulfils The sure prophetic word! | No royal pomp adorns This King of Righteousness; Meekness and patience, truth and love, Compose his princely dress. | The Spirit of the Lord, In rich abundance shed, On this great prophet gently lights, And rests upon his head. | Jesus, the light of men! His doctrine life imparts; O, may we feel its quickening power To warm and glad our hearts! | Cheered by its beams, our souls Shall run the heavenly way; The path which Christ has marked and trod Will lead to endless day. | |