[111 words] ‘Tis joy, O God, thy church to be,Blood purchased by thy love,Part of thy eternal purpose,It’s glory from above. The holy bride of Christ the Lord,Made clean and sanctified.In holiness we live our lives,That He be glorified. The body of the Son of God,His work, we e’er perform.We are His eyes, His hands, His feet,And to His will conform. The church, Christ’s kingdom on the earth.We do its laws obey,Exalting Christ as King of kings,His power we convey. In fellowship with kindred souls,Robed in His righteousness,We’ll one day rise to meet the Lord,Thy temple of eternalness. Selected…