Hymn 144
And didst Thou love the race that loved not Thee?

1. And didst Thou love the race that loved not Thee? And didst Thou take to heaven a human brow? Dost plead with manís voice by the marvelous sea? Art Thou his kinsman now? 2. O God, O Kinsman loved, but not enough, O Man, with eyes majestic after death, Whose feet have toiled along our pathways rough, Whose lips drawn human breath! 3. By that one likeness which is ours and Thine, By that one nature which doth hold us kin, By that high heaven where, sinless Thou dost shine To draw us sinners in; 4. By Thy last silence in the judgment hall, By long foreknowledge of the deadly Tree, By darkness, by the wormwood and the gall, I pray Thee visit me. 5. Come, lest this heart should cold and cast away, Die ere the Guest adored she entertain Lest eyes which never saw Thine earthly day Should miss Thy heavenly reign.





Hymn 144 THE PCN New Haven, Enugu