Thou art the Son beloved

Thou art the Son beloved

The image of our God;

Thou art the saints’ dear portion

Imparted thru Thy blood.

Among all God’s creation

Thou art the firstborn One;

By Thee all was created

All for Thyself to own.

Thou art before all creatures

In Thee all things consist;

Of all Thou art the center

By Thee all things subsist.

Thou art the sole beginning

The Firstborn from the dead;

And for the Church

Thy Body

Thou art the glorious Head.

Because it pleased the Father

All fulness dwells in Thee

That Thou might have the first place

In all we ever see.

All things Thou reconciledst

To God by Thy shed blood

To thus present us holy

And blameless unto God.

In Thee God’s fulness dwelleth

Thou art God’s mystery;

The treasures of all wisdom

And knowledge are in Thee.

Thou art the hope of glory

In us Thou dost abide;

In Thee we are perfected

And God is satisfied.

All things are but a shadow

Which unto us reveal

Thyself

in whom we’re rooted

The only One that’s real.

Enjoying all Thy riches

Thy fulness we will be;

We’ll hold Thee

as Thy Body

And grow with God in Thee.

With Thee in God we’re hidden

Thou art in us our life;

Thy peace in us presiding

We rest from all our strife.

In the new man

Thy Body

Thou art the all in all;

Our all-inclusive Savior

Thyself we’ll ever call.