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.

Though in Thine image made by Thee

And given Thine authority,

Yet we are only made of clay

Without a trace of divinity.

When we receive Thee as our life,

Thy nature we thru grace possess;

Mingled together, we with Thee

One Body glorious will express.

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.

But, Lord, we fully realize

These are not wrought men's praise to rouse,

But as material to be built

Together for Thy glorious house.

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.

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.

Then we shall be Thy Bride beloved,

Together in Thy chamber abide,

Enjoy the fulness of Thy love.

How Thou wilt then be satisfied!