All the saints of Christ are
Members every one;
All coordinating
Into oneness come.

Though the gifts are many,
Yet the Spirit one;
Many too the functions,
But one Lord, the Son.

Each, the others needing,
Must impartial be;
Each his place possesses
And utility.

By our grace are measured
Gifts both large and small;
Each with sober judgment
Takes his place with all.

Each fulfills his duty,
Shows his usefulness,
Fervent in the spirit,
Girt with faithfulness.

Knitting and supplying,
Bearing much in grace;
Not a trace of discord,
Christ is giv'n His place.

We, the Church, His Body,
He, the Head, the Son;
By the Spirit's flowing,
We are joined in one.