1 The Builder, whom true Wisdom sways,
First, the Foundation deeply lays;
Prepar'd against each Shock:
Our Builder, sure of his own Plan,
Founded us deeply in the Man,
On God, th' eternal Rock.
2 Christ is that precious Corner-Stone,
Which all his Church is built upon;
Nor can it ever fall:
The Prophets, and Apostles too,
Other Foundations never knew
Than Jesus, Lord of all.
3 Christ, in this Building is the Door;
And always open to the Poor,
Who would approach their God:
Nor, tho' they're naked, need they fear;
For Christ is yea; boldly draw near,
And plead redeeming Blood.
4 As Windows, rang'd, admit the Light
to chase the Horrors of the Night,
Enlightning every Part:
So, in our Saviour's lovely Face,
The Godhead shines in Love and Grace,
To cheer the human Heart.
5 The Stone the Builders did refuse,
Which human Wisdom nee'r will choose,
Is here the Head-stone seen:
Brought forth with Joy to make all fast;
Christ is the first Stone and the last;
The Church is safe between.
6 The spacious Roof, extended wide,
Lock'd in secure on ev'ry Side,
Braves all the Storms that fall:
Christ is that Cov'ring, suited well,
To shelter Man from Storms of Hell;
O Christ! thou art our All.
Source: Christian Hymns, Poems, and Spiritual Songs: sacred to the praise of God our Saviour #I.LXXVII