By love serve one another.

MAKE up thy jewels, Lord, and show The glorious spotless church below; The fellowship of saints make known, And O my God, might I be one.

Oh, may my lot be cast with these, The least of Jesus' witnesses, Oh, that my Lord may count me meet, To wash his dear disciples' feet.

To wait upon his saints below, On gospel errands for them go, Enjoy the grace to angels giv'n, And serve the royal heirs of heav'n.