Christ Is Our Corner-Stone

Christ is our Corner-stone; One Him alone we build; With His true Saints alone The courts of Heaven are filled; On His great Love Our hopes we place Of present grace, And joys above.

Oh, then with hymns of praise These hallow'd courts shall ring: Our voice we will raise, The Three in One to sing; And thus proclaim In joyful song, Both loud and long, That glorious Name.

Here, gracious God, do Thou For evermore draw nigh; Accept each faithful vow, And mark each suppliant sigh; In copious shower On all who pray, Each holy day, Thy blessings pour.

Here may we gain from Heaven, The grace which we implore, And may that grace, once given Be with us evermore; Until that day, When all the blest, To endless rest Are call'd away.