So, Love itself in human form,
For love of me He came;
I cannot look upon His face
For shame, for bitter shame.
If there is aught of worth in me,
It comes from Thee alone;
Then keep me safe, for so. O Lord,
Thou keepest but Thine own.
THOU art the Way : to Thee alone
From sin and death we flee :
And he who would the Father seek
Must seek Him, Lord, by Thee.