The High Calling

Child of the Eternal Father,

Bride of the Eternal Son,

Dwelling-place of God the Spirit,

Thus with Christ made ever one;

Dowered with joy beyond the Angels

Nearest to His throne,

They, the ministers attending

His beloved one:

Granted all my heart's desire,

All things made my own;

Feared by all the powers of evil,

Fearing God alone;

Walking with the Lord in glory

Through the courts divine,

Queen within the royal palace,

Christ for ever mine;

Say, poor worldling, can it be,

That my heart should envy thee?