God before the world’s foundation
Chose the Church in Christ the Son
That the Church might share the sonship
Holy
blameless
with Him one;
That the Church be His possession
With the Spirit as the seal
Of our heritage the earnest
While His Son He does reveal.
To the throne Christ has ascended
Far above all rule and power;
God has made Him Head o’er all things
To the Church
His Body here.
All in all He ever filleth
And His fulness is expressed
Through the Church
which is His Body
And His image manifests.
We
once dead in our offences
Walking in the worldly course
Lusts of flesh and mind fulfilling
Satan and his hosts their source
God with Christ has resurrected
Seated in the heavenlies;
His masterpiece
created
In Christ Jesus
Him to please.
Jews and Gentiles are one body—
God His myst’ry has made known—
On apostles
prophets founded
Jesus Christ the cornerstone;
We in Him are built together
For God’s dwelling manifest
Fitly framed by God the Spirit
For His pleasure and His rest.
In eternal ages purposed
That His wisdom be made known
Was the Church
His hidden myst’ry
Where the Son could make His home;
That the saints may all in spirit
Apprehend His boundlessness
Know His love which passes knowledge
All God’s fulness to possess.
One in body
hope
and Spirit
One in faith
one Lord
the Son
One baptizing
with one Father
That the Church may thus be one;
Christ to know in all His fulness
Unto manhood be matured
Ne’er by winds of doctrine carried
Nor by cunning men allured.
Many gifts the Lord has given
That His Body He may build
That the saints may be perfected
And their ministry fulfilled.
Thus we must put off the old man
That we may put on the new;
Thus
renewed in mind and spirit
We will bear God’s image true.
Christ in love Himself has given
That the Church be sanctified
Without blemish
spot
or wrinkle
To become His glorious bride.
He does nourish her and cherish
As a man his body treats;
He and she become one body—
Thus the myst’ry very great.
Body
house
new man the Church is
Bride
and temple
and yet more:
She’s the army too which fighteth
All God’s foe to triumph o’er.
She is clothed with all God’s armor
In His mighty strength is strong
Standing in the Lord
resisting
With all prayers she fighteth on.
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