At the Forming of a Church

Verse 1

Great Father of mankind, We bless that wondrous grace Which could for Gentiles find Within Thy courts a place. How kind the care Our God displays, For us to raise A house of prayer!

Verse 2

Though once estrangéd far, We now approach the throne; For Jesus brings us near, And makes our cause His own: Strangers no more, To Thee we come, And find our home, And rest secure.

Verse 3

To Thee our souls we join, And love Thy sacred Name; No more our own, but Thine, We triumph in Thy claim. Our Father-King, Thy covenant grace Our souls embrace, Thy titles sing.

Verse 4

May all the nations throng To worship in Thy house; And Thou attend the song, And smile upon their vows; Indulgent still, Till earth conspire To join the choir On Zion's hill.