Make Up Thy Jewels Lord And Show
Make up thy jewels, Lord, and show,
The glorious spotless church below,
The fellowship of saints make known,
And oh my God, might I be one.
O might my lot be cast with these,
The least of Jesu’s witnesses.
O that my Lord would count me meet,
To wash his dear disciples feet.
To wait upon his saints below,
On gospel errands for them go,
Enjoy the grace to angels given,
And serve the royal heirs of heaven.
The Christian’s duty, exhibited in a series of hymns,