Our Great Master


Oh, great Master, your grace is eternal.

Universal and grand, your love is great.

Rabbi and teacher. King and God.



God of those who are mortal.

Redeemer of those bound by fate.

Everyone who calls, both honest and fraud,

Are so clean when you call their name.

To heaven they go, no longer with blame.



Master of all, they sing and laud.

All are your servants, that all must wait,

So your glory is heard, clear and full.

Time, too, is your servant, so we are awed,

Even those who don’t know you, cannot deny your trait.

Red blood flowed down your face, for your love paternal.

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