St. Andrew's Day

Of all the honors man may wear,
Of all his titles proudly stored,
No lowly palm this name shall bear,
'The first to follow Christ the Lord.'

Such name thou hast, who didst incline,
Fired with the great Forerunner's joy,
Homeward to track the steps divine,
And watch the Saviour's blest employ.

Lord, give to us, Thy servants, grace
To hear whene'er Thy preachers speak;
When Thou commandest, Seek my face,
Thy face in earnest hope to seek.

Thus with the glorious company
Of Thine Apostles may we raise,
Through all eternity to Thee,
Glad hymns of never-ending praise.