62 How Lovely Is Thy Dwelling Place
[1]
How lovely is Thy dwelling place
O Lord of hosts to me!
The tabernacles of Thy grace
How pleasant Lord they be!
How lovely is Thy dwelling place
O Lord of hosts to me!
The tabernacles of Thy grace
How pleasant Lord they be!
[2]
My thirsty soul longs ardently
Yea faints Thy courts to see;
My very heart and flesh cry out
O living God for Thee.
My thirsty soul longs ardently
Yea faints Thy courts to see;
My very heart and flesh cry out
O living God for Thee.
[3]
Behold the sparrow findeth out
A house wherein to rest;
The swallow also for herself
Provided hath a nest.
Behold the sparrow findeth out
A house wherein to rest;
The swallow also for herself
Provided hath a nest.
[4]
Ev n Thine own altars where she safe
Her young ones forth may bring
O Thou almighty Lord of hosts
Who art my God and King.
Ev n Thine own altars where she safe
Her young ones forth may bring
O Thou almighty Lord of hosts
Who art my God and King.
[5]
Hest are they in Thy house that dwell
They ever give Thee praise.
Blest is the man whose strength Thou art
In whose heart are Thy ways.
Hest are they in Thy house that dwell
They ever give Thee praise.
Blest is the man whose strength Thou art
In whose heart are Thy ways.