Verse 1
The elder serves the younger now:
We who so long to sin did bow,
Its power defy, its yoke disdain:
The praying church, the wrestling seed,
On our old tyrant-lusts we tread,
And lords of all our passions reign:

Verse 2
In patience we our souls possess,
And Jacob’s house is fill’d with peace,
A peace which none can take away;
All things we have, of Christ possest,
And Jesus in our faithful breast
Maintains his everlasting sway.