The record of Thy will doth say,

Revealing Thee in glory’s ray,

On Sinai’s mount with justice crowned,

Throwing Thy awful thunders round,

But most, when pitying the hard lot

Of man, Thy Son rejoiced to die

Upon the mount of Calvary,

Thy voice was heard—Forget me not!

Forget us not! Forget us not!

In that dread hour when tyrant death