Members of Christ, children of God

Members of Christ, children of God,
Inheritors of Heaven,
What titles, — what a bright abode,
Mercy to man hath given!

Great God, — how grateful we should be
For all that Thou hast done,
To make poor sinners one with Thee
Thro' Thine eternal Son!

What Love but Thine would e'er have thought
That only Son to give,
What blood but His could e'er have bought
The right for souls to live?

What Pow'r but Thine own gentle grace
Could break a heart of sin,
And then into so vile a place
Would stoop to enter in?

Father, Thy Spirit and Thy blood
Shall not in vain be given,
Members of Christ, children of God,
We'll learn to live for Heaven.