Dwelling Place

Verse 1

The Father's love to man, so free, Made us the fulness of the Son: The Son, he wills that we should be With him, where e'er he is, as one.

Verse 2

In him a new creation made, No more to fail, but to endure; Where we the members, he the head, One body, we're conceived pure.

Verse 3

In him, in his mysterious birth, Born in him as that holy thing, Whose praise, as God espous'd to earth, The angel host with joy did sing.

Verse 4

In him together circumcis'd, When all our Filthiness of flesh, Which God in holiness despis'd, Was quite put off in righteousness.

Verse 5

In him, in all the works he wrought; In him together crucify'd; In him, as risen without fault, And in him fully glorify'd.

Verse 6

With him, where e'er he was, we were, In all conditions still the same; With him, where e'er he is, we are, And as him pure and free from blame.

Verse 7

In seeing him, ourselves we see, And all his glory as our own; Our joy is full, the Son is free, And Jesus wears th' eternal crown.