How Dear to Me, O Lord of Hosts (EN 1312)

EN 1312 How Dear to Me, O Lord of Hosts

Ps.84.1

Versi Version 1

1

How dear to me, O Lord of Hosts,

The place where Thou dost dwell;

The tabernacles of Thy grace

In pleasantness excel.

2

My spirit longs, yea, even faints,

Thy sacred courts to see;

My thirsting heart and flesh cry out,

O living God, for Thee.

3

Beneath Thy care the sparrow finds

A place of peaceful rest;

Where she may safely lay her young

The swallow finds a nest.

4

Then, Lord of Hosts, my King, my God,

Thy love will shelter me;

Beneath Thy altar’s peaceful shade

My dwelling place shall be.

5

Blest they who dwell within Thy house,

Their perfect strength Thou art;

Their joyful praise shall never cease,

Thy ways are in their heart.

6

Their tears of grief, like early rain,

Sweet springs of joy shall fill;

With strength renewed they journey safe

To Zion’s holy hill.

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