All praise to our redeeming Lord,
Who joins us by his grace,
And bids us, each to each restored,
Together seek his face.
He bids us build each other up;
And, gathered into one,
To our high calling's glorious hope
We hand in hand go on.
The gift which He on one bestows,
We all delight to prove;
The grace through every vessel flows
In purest streams of love.
We all partake the joy of one;
The common peace we feel--
A peace to sensual minds unknown,
A joy unspeakable.
And if our fellowship below
In Jesus be so sweet,
What height of rapture shall we know
When round his throne we meet.