1 Behold the Lord of earth and sky
With his poor followers meet!
He girds himself as they wait by,
To humbly wash their feet!

2 Didst thou, dear Lord, perform this task
For men so low as we?
While we obey, by faith we ask
To have a part with thee.

3 Why should we blush thy will to do?
Or shrink from following thee?
We would the sacred scene renew
Of thy humility.

4 Thy blessed promise we would claim,
As now we humbly ask
That thy sweet grace may in us frame
True meekness for our task.