1 THOU holy One and true,
Our hearts in Thee confide,
And in the circle of Thy love,
As brethren we abide.
2 In Thee the Father rests,
His own anointed One;
In Thee alone He finds delight,
His well-beloved Son.
3 In Thee we find delight,
First-born 'mongst brethren Thou;
To Thy dear Name alone we cling,
To Thy sure word we bow.
4 Teach us that Name to own,
Whilst waiting, Lord, for Thee
Unholiness and sin to shun,
From all untruth to flee.
