How great our debt to pioneers, who in our nation's youth Had Bibles in their work-worn hands, its precepts in their hearts, Who built their meeting houses, unadorned as gospel truth To be a home for sinners, where a new life truly starts. Then let us bind ourselves this day To live for Christ, as bold as they In simple, humble faith to claim: We are his Church, we bear his Name. The Nation prospered, grew apace, a people on the move, Who grasped at opportunities, had freedom to defend, Who saw their gathered churches as communities of love, Committed to the Lord of Life, whose Kingdom has no end. Then let us bind ourselves this day To live for Christ, as proud as they, In hymn and liturgy to claim: We are his Church, we bear his Name. The heritage in Christ is ours, a mission to fulfil: How impotent our Churches are without his power and grace! The future is an open door Christ sets before us still, The door of his compassion for our needy human race. Then let us bind ourselves this day To live for Christ, as proud as they, And prove by deeds our right to claim: We are his Church, we bear his Name.