Look now to Jesus, let His glory shine;
The author of your faith, and object, too,
And in the spirit hope and love align,
That Christ will finish all these things as true.
He left the bosom of his Father’s home,
Abandoned there the form of God divine
To come into the roughshod world to roam
And took the form of servant recombine.
Instead of glory, Jesus suffered shame
Unto the cruel cross he died for you,
And now sits next to God in form and name
Interceding through your point of view.
The Son of God was once the Son of man,
So that in faith you’ll share God’s perfect plan.
Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith;
who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross,
despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand
of the throne of God.