1 | We praise Thee, Lord, for Thy great plan |
| That we Thy dwelling-place may be; |
| Thou live in us, we filled with Thee, |
| Thou in the Son expressed might be. |
2 | Though in Thine image made by Thee |
| And given Thine authority, |
| Yet we are only made of clay |
| Without a trace of divinity. |
3 | When we receive Thee as our life, |
| Thy nature we thru grace possess; |
| Mingled together, we with Thee |
| One Body glorious will express. |
4 | When flows Thy life thru all our souls, |
| Filling, renewing every part, |
| We will be pearls and precious stones, |
| Changed to Thine image, as Thou art. |
5 | But, Lord, we fully realize |
| These are not wrought mens praise to rouse, |
| But as material to be built |
| Together for Thy glorious house. |
6 | Here, Lord, we give ourselves to Thee; |
| Receive us into Thy wise hands; |
| Bend, break, and build together in Thee |
| To be the house to meet Thy demands. |
7 | Break all the natural life for us, |
| Deal Thou with each peculiar way, |
| That we no more independent be |
| But with all saints are one for aye. |
8 | Then we shall be Thy Bride beloved, |
| Together in Thy chamber abide, |
| Enjoy the fulness of Thy love. |
| How Thou wilt then be satisfied! |