1 But few among the carnal wise,
But few of noble race,
Obtain the favor of Thine eyes,
Almighty King of grace.

2 He takes the men of meanest name
For sons and heirs of God;
And thus He pours abundant shame
On honorable blood.

3 e calls the fool, and makes him know
The mysteries of His grace,
To bring aspiring wisdom low,
And all its pride abase.

4 Nature has all its glories lost
When brought before His throne;
No flesh shall in His presence boast,
But in the Lord alone.