Hymn CXXVII. Short Metre. Batism by Immersion

In such a grave as this, The meek redeemer lay, When he our souls to seek and save Learn'd humbly to obey.

See how the spotless lamb Descends into the stream! And teaches us to imitate, What him so well became.

Let sinners wash away, Their sins of crimson dye; Bury'd with him, their vilest sins Shall in oblivion lie.

Rise, and ascend with him, A heavenly life to lead; Who came to ransom guilty men, From regions of the dead.

Lord, see the sinner's tears! Hear his repenting cry! Speak, and his contrite heart shall live, Speak, and his sins shall die.

Speak, with that mighty voice, Which shall hereafter spread Its summons through the earth and sea, To raise the sleeping dead.