I AM

Thou, the I AM, who dwelt before
The fundament of time and space
Didst come to say, “I am the Door”;
What condescending grace!
 
When we were wandering astray
Thou didst pursue us to retrace
Our steps, and say, “I am the Way”;
What condescending grace!
 
Man’s way of thinking was uncouth,
Yet Thou didst come and take man’s place,
And say to man, “I am the Truth”;
What condescending grace!
 
Thou didst endure our world of strife,
The cross, and death, to meet our case
And bring Thy word, “I am the Life”;
What condescending grace!