1 Maker of land and rolling sea,
We dedicate this house to Thee;
And what our willing hands have done,
We give to God and to the Son.

2 Come, fill this house with heav’nly grace,
While sinners throng the sacred place,
And saints, with angel hosts above,
Unite to sing redeeming love.

3 Here, let the mourning soul find rest
Upon the loving Savior’s breast;
And with the sense of sin forgiv’n,
Each heart aspire to God and Heav’n.