GO WANDER

Go, wander, little book,

Nor let thy wand'ring cease;

May all who on these pages look

From sin find sweet release,

Through Christ, God's holy son,

Who left his throne in heaven

And e'en death's anguish did not shun

That we might be forgiven.

How should our thoughts and deeds

Exalt this mighty friend,

Who died, yet lives and intercedes

And loves us to the end!