From The Christian Science Hymnal, 1932 edition
If the Lord build not the house
They that labor build in vain;
Father, may our corner stone
Stand foursquare, without a stain.
Make our planting timely, true,
Governed by a power benign;
Nourish by a heavenly dew
All the branches and the vine.
Fruitful shall our tillage be,
Known the work of perfect Mind,
Leaves be gathered from the tree
For the healing of mankind.
Cleansing men of fear and hate,
Lifting hope above the sod,
Truth will summon, soon or late,
All the earth to worship God.