We the Blessed of Re-creation

We the blessed of re-cre­ation

Yet be­tray our car­nal tent

That by strife will rend re­la­tions

Where the Spir­it strives to mend

By the word we should be shar­ing

For the growth of God’s de­sign.

We as one in truth are well­ing

For Thy field and Cor­ner­stone;

Joined as one in root and dwell­ing

Yet re­wards re­ceive alone.

So

with ho­ly fear and car­ing

May our gifts ex­alt the Vine.

When we stand be­fore the Cor­ner

Will His voice as fire ap­praise

Work our hands pur­sued as dross or

Gold and jew­els to be dis­played

For His glo­ry

ev­er bear­ing

Works un­end­ing and di­vine.

May on earth we ha­bi­ta­tions

Of Thy Spir­it and His tools

Build in truth on Thy foun­da­tion

Gain for Thy eter­nal use

That Thy flame re­veals us wear­ing

Crowns the fire will re­fine.

Ways of men will vaunt then van­ish

To their place of thorns and dust

But in Christ

where pride is ban­ished

Grace is gain­ing as we trust

Not in words of self-com­par­ing

But in whom our souls re­side.