The Stennetts of England - Joseph Stennett - Hymn Poems

Our Lord, when cloth'd with mortal flesh,

Our Lord, when cloth'd with mortal flesh,
Tho free from every sinful stain,
Wou'd be baptiz'd, that men to trace
His sacred steps might not disdain.

Nay more-he was all plung'd in tears,
And bath'd in bloody sufferings too
What fountain was requir'd to walk
Our guilty souls, his wounds will shew

Thy blood, dear Lord, can cleanse from sin
This in our baptism we confess;
'Tis for its cleansing virtue we
Our prayers and vows to thee address.

Bury'd with great solemnity
In thy baptismal sepulchre,
We are reviv'd, and rais'd again,
White robes of righteousness to wear.

And, as thy sacred word declares,
At the great resurrection-day
Our bodies shail be rais'd and chang'd,
And be adorn'd with bright array.

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