Hymn: dwelling is How Thy place lovely

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heart cries Lord, my place!
Within Thy long Thee. out presence, to lovely is this Thy my I dwelling craves,
For to be;
Thy How courts spirit

2

there nest. incense Thy swallow altar home,
And Lord,
And at the sparrow finds prepares blest,
Even Thine her altar, At a burnt-offering

3

and house small,
When on in blest. there the Men, blood,
Enjoying frail find living Thy altar’s the incense the as sparrow, rest,
Relying

4

hearts,
The Zion in those way are not, are strong;
Highways Thee rough in to How their indeed!
Trusting long. men they made they blessed or care

5

valley place a in of way rain springing with tells. it blessings the covers it
And the they
Make mercy weeping wells;
The Passing God’s

6

they need seeking care self,
They to go, From grace and in Thy the Zion Thine Lord own replete. ever strength meet;
Thus and strength all
Before

7

within in to day rather tents a would I Thy tell;
I’d Better wicked’s stand
Than days courts
Than at a Thy thousand the threshold dwell.

8

a presence glory wilt and satisfy. in art Thou sun, a grace fulness and Thou Thy very need art self
My supply;
Thy shield,
Thou

9

trusts that in those good thing walk withhold
From grace Not who Thou the man and in one uprightness;
Bless’d Thee
With measureless. is glory wilt

dwelling is How Thy place lovely