His work completes the great design,
And fills the soul with joy divine.
Almighty God, to Thee
Be endless honour done,
The undivided Three,
And the mysterious One!
Where reason fails with all her powers,
There faith prevails, and love adores.
LL people that on earth do dwell,
Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice;
Him serve with fear, His praise forth tell,
Come before Him and rejoice.
The Lord, ye know, is God indeed;
Without our aid He did us make :
We are His flock, He doth us feed,
And for His sheep He doth us take.
O enter then His gates with praise,
Approach with joy His courts unto;
Praise, laud, and bless His Name always,
For it is seemly so to do.
For why? the Lord our God is good,
His mercy is for ever sure;
His truth at all times firmly stood,
And shall from age to age endure.
ESUS, where'er Thy people meet,
There they behold Thy mercy-seat;
Where'er they seek Thee, Thou art found,
And every place is hallowed ground.
For Thou, within no walls confined,
Inhabitest the humble mind:
Such ever bring Thee where they come,
And going take Thee to their home.
Here may we prove the power of prayer,
To strengthen faith, and sweeten care,
To teach our faint desires to rise,
And bring all heaven before our eyes.
Lord, we are few, but Thou art near:
Nor short Thine arm, nor deaf Thine ear:
O rend the heavens, come quickly down,
And make a thousand hearts Thine own.
Amen.
HOME to Thy temple, Lord,
Thy waiting Church to bless;
Let here Thy glory be adored,
Give here Thy word success.
Our inmost hearts refine,
And for Thyself prepare;
Cast out all thoughts but thoughts divine,
And reign triumphant there.
Thy servants, Lord, we are
Baptized into Thy name:
All hurtful things put from us far,
All works of sin and shame.
Come to Thy temple, Lord,
Thine own assembly bless,
That all may offer with accord
Offerings of righteousness. Amen.
We love the place, O God,
Wherein Thine honour dwells;
The joy of Thine abode
All earthly joys excels.
It is the House of prayer
Wherein Thy servants meet:
And Thou, O God, art there
Thy chosen flock to greet.
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 given;
But O we long to know
The triumph-song of Heaven.
Lord Jesus, give us grace
On earth to love Thee more,
In heaven to see Thy face,
And with Thy saints adore.
GOD of Hosts the mighty Lord,
How lovely is the place
Where Thou, enthroned in glory, show'st
The brightness of Thy face!
My longing soul faints with desire
To view Thy blest abode:
My panting heart and flesh cry out
For Thee the living God.
Thrice happy they whose choice has Thee
Their sure protection made;
Who long to tread the sacred ways
That to Thy dwelling lead!
Thus they proceed from strength to strength,
And still approach more near;
Till all on Sion's holy mount
Before their God appear.
Thou God, whom heavenly hosts obey,
How highly blest is he
Whose hope and trust, securely placed,
Is still reposed on Thee! Amen.
LORD of the worlds above,
How pleasant and how fair
The dwellings of Thy love,
Thine earthly temples are!
To Thine abode
My heart aspires,
With warm desires
To see my God.
O happy souls that pray
Where God appoints to hear!
O blessed those that pay
Their constant service there!
They praise Thee still;
And happy they
That love the way
To Sion's hill.
They go from strength to strength
Through this dark vale of tears,
Till each arrives at length,
Till each in heaven appears:
O glorious seat!
When God our King
Shall thither bring
Our willing feet.
The Lord His people loves,
His hand no good withholds
From those His heart approves,
From pure and faithful souls:
Thrice happy he,
O God of Hosts,
Whose spirit trusts
Alone in Thee.
O! God is here! let us adore,
And own how dreadful is this place;
Let all within us feel His power,
And silent bow before His face!
Who know His power, His grace who
Serve Him with awe, with reverence love.
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