All the saints of Christ are

Members every one;

All coordinating

Into oneness come.

Though the gifts are many,

Yet the Spirit one;

Many too the functions,

But one Lord, the Son.

Each, the others needing,

Must impartial be;

Each his place possesses

And utility.

By our grace are measured

Gifts both large and small;

Each with sober judgment

Takes his place with all.

Each fulfills his duty,

Shows his usefulness,

Fervent in the spirit,

Girt with faithfulness.

Knitting and supplying,

Bearing much in grace;

Not a trace of discord,

Christ is giv'n His place.

We, the Church, His Body,

He, the Head, the Son;

By the Spirit's flowing,

We are joined in one.