Of power the Saviour’s bitter cup to drain,
And, passing stretch of human strength, sustain
His bath baptismal. Lord, by Thee enrolled
Thy servant, grant me Thy Almighty grace,
My destined portion of Thy griefs to bear,
Ev’n what Thou wilt! But chiefly grant, Thy face
Within Thy glory’s realm to see, whene’er
Most meet Thy wisdom deems; whate’er the place,
It must be blest, for Thou, my God, art there.
Bp. Mant.