Master, we Thy foot­steps fol­low,
We Thy Word ob­ey,
Hear us, Thy dear name con­fess­ing,
While we pray.

Now into Thy death bap­tiz­èd,
We our­selves would be
Dead to all the sin that made
Thy Cal­va­ry.

Rising with Thee, make us like Thee,
In Thy love and care,
In Thy zeal, and in Thy la­bor,
And Thy pray­er.

Let the love that knows no fail­ing
Cast out all our fears,
Let Thy pure and faith­ful Spir­it
Fill our years.

Till we hear the trum­pets sound­ing
On the oth­er side,
And for­ev­er, in Thy Hea­ven
We abide.