1. The saints on earth and those above But one communion make; Joined to their Lord in bonds of love, All of His grace partake. 2. One family, we dwell in Him, One Church above, beneath; Though now divided by the stream, The narrow stream, of death. 3. One army of the living God, To His commands we bow; Part of the host have passed the flood, And part are crossing now. 4. Lo, thousands to their endless home Are swiftly borne away; And we are to the margin come And soon must launch as they. 5. Lord Jesus, be our constant Guide; Then, when the word is given, Bid death's cold flood its waves divide And land us safe in heaven.