We
love the place, O God,
wherein Thine honour dwells;
the joy of Thine abode
all earthly joy excels.It is the house of prayer
wherein Thy servants meet;
and Thou, O Lord, art there
thy chosen flock to greet.
We love the sacred font;
for there the holy Dove
to pour is ever wont
his blessings from above
We love Thine altar, Lord;
oh, what on earth so dear?
for there, in faith adored
we find Thy presence near. |
We
love the Word of life,
the Word that tells of peace,
of comfort in the strife,
and joys that never cease.We love to sing below
for mercies freely giv’n;
but, oh, we long to know
the triumph song of Heav'n.
Lord Jesus, give us grace
on earth to love Thee more,
in Heav'n to see Thy face,
and with Thy saints adore. |
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