Verse 1
Christ is our Corner-stone,
On Him alone we build;
With His true Saints alone
The courts of Heaven are filled;

Chorus
On His great Love
Our hopes we place
Of present grace,
And joys above.

Verse 2
Oh, then with hymns of praise
These hallowed courts shall ring;
Our voices we will raise
The Three in One to sing;

Chorus
And thus proclaim
In joyful song,
Both loud and long,
That glorious Name.

Verse 3
Here, gracious God, do Thou
For evermore draw nigh;
Accept each faithful vow,
And mark each suppliant sigh;

Chorus
In copious shower
On all who pray,
Each holy day
Thy blessings pour.

Verse 4
Here may we gain from Heaven,
The grace which we implore;
And may that grace, once given,
Be with us evermore;

Chorus
Until that day
When all the blest
To endless rest
Are called away.