In God’s Most Holy Presence

In God’s most ho­ly pre­sence

We meet with one ac­cord

To grasp the hand of friend­ship

And learn of Christ

our Lord.

We leave the week be­hind us

With all its toil and strain

With grate­ful hearts to wel­come

The Sab­bath once again.

Our wor­ship will be fruit­less

And all our pray­ers in vain

If

hold­ing this day sac­red

We make the week pro­fane.

In ev­ery dai­ly du­ty

High pur­pose we must show

And as we hope for Heav­en

Make earth a heav’n below.

If we but love Thee tru­ly

Our love is not con­fined

To Thee

but grows ex­pans­ive

Em­brac­ing all man­kind.

Help us in mu­tu­al service

For all

abroad

at home

To share the con­quer­ing tra­vail

That makes Thy king­dom come.