Scripture Verse

The glory which Thou gavest Me I have given them; that they may be one, even as We are One. John 17:22


Christopher Wordsworth (1807–1885)

Words: Chris­to­pher Words­worth, af­ter the Not­ting­ham Church Con­gress, 1871. Ap­peared in the sixth edi­tion of his Ho­ly Year, 1872.

Music: Rise­holme Hen­ry J. Gaunt­lett, 1871 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Henry J. Gauntlett (1805–1876)
National Portrait Gallery



Father of all, from land and sea
The na­tions sing, Thine, Lord, are we,
Countless in num­ber, but in Thee
May we be one.

O Son of God, whose love so free
For men did make Thee man to be,
United to our God in Thee
May we be one.

Thou, Lord didst once for all atone;
Thee may both Jew and Gen­tile own
Of their two walls the cor­ner­stone,
Making them one.

In Thee we are God’s Is­ra­el,
Thou art the world’s Em­ma­nu­el,
In Thee the saints for­ev­er dwell,
Millions but one.

Thou art the foun­tain of all good,
Cleansing with Thy most pre­cious blood,
And feed­ing us with an­gels’ food,
Making us one.

Join high and low, join young and old
In love that ne­ver wax­es cold;
Under one shep­herd, in one fold,
Make us all one.

O Spir­it blest, who from above,
Cam’st gent­ly glid­ing like a dove
Calm all our strife, give faith and love;
O make us one.

O Tri­ni­ty in Uni­ty,
One on­ly God, in Per­sons Three,
Dwell ev­er in our hearts; like Thee
May we be one.

So, when the world shall pass away,
May we awake with joy and say,
Now in the bliss of end­less day
We all are one.