This is my favorite Epiphany hymn. I've blogged about it before, except that last year I didn't have a link to an audio version. For a "fancy" version of the same piece, go here, scroll down and click "play."
Low at his feet we in humble prostration,
Lose all our sorrow and trouble and strife;
There we receive his divine consolation,
Flowing afresh from the fountain of life.
Lose all our sorrow and trouble and strife;
There we receive his divine consolation,
Flowing afresh from the fountain of life.
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