Hymnal: The Pilgrim's Hymn Book
Date: 1816
Compiler: Joseph Thomas
Publisher/Printer: J Foster
First Line: How pleasant how divinely fair
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
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Meter: LM
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Hymn Number: CXII
Page Number: 145, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsHow pleasant! how divinely fair!
O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are
With long desire my spirit faints,
To meet th' assemblies of the saints.
My flesh would rest in thine abode,
My panting heart cries out for God,
My God! my King! why should I be
So far from all my joys and thee.
Blest are the souls who find a place
Within the temple of thy grace;
There they behold thy gentler rays,
And seek thy face and learn thy praise.
Blest are the men whose hearts are set
To find the way to Zion's gate;
God is their strength, and through the road,
They lean upon their helper, God.
Cheerful they walk with growing strength
Till all shall meet in heaven at length,
Till all before thy face appear,
And join with nobler worship there.