Let saints on earth in concert sing

With those whose work is done;

For all the servants of our King

In heaven and earth are one.

One family, we dwell in him,

One Church, above, beneath;

Though now divided by the stream,

The narrow stream of death.

One army of the living God,

To his command we bow;

Part of the host have crossed the flood,

And part are crossing now.

E'en now to their eternal home

There pass some spirits blest;

While others to the margin come,

Waiting their call to rest.

Jesus, be thou our constant Guide

Then, when the word is given,

Bid Jordan's narrow stream divide,

And bring us safe to heaven.

Amen.