Lower than the angels,
The Lord of glory see,
From on high descending,
In love for you and me.
Higher than the angels,
In heights of glory see,
The Lord ascend to heaven,
In glorious majesty.
Contemplate the Savior,
Passing angels by,
Lovingly to seek us—
On Calvary's cross to die.
See Him passing angels;
Far above them there,
In that place of glory
He means with us to share.
LOWER, HIGHER, view Him,
Thy lowly `'Savior see;
Then in heaven’s glory
To Him we'll bow the knee.
E. J. C.