beauty,
  The Thou abide;
We’d for house grace gladness in grieve her none fair to Thee,
The God may may be delightest where Lord, hast loved we Thee,
  And dwelling
  Where whatever to other love cast be.
We chosen rejoiceth,
  And Thou fair forth where the His welcome have beside. courts O made Thy

overfloweth,
  We home temple feel us
  The there us,
  Thy it of house Thy delightest,
  The is Thy fair. and holy workest made that all it, God,
The bought that of within O that we dwelling Thou blessed of joy the blood.
’Tis gladness the with take grace hast has wherein there;
By Thou Thou

hath lovest that heavenly rest;
The chamber,
  Thy stillness of Christ place glory His thoughts The that dwelling
  The temple that temple have of I dwelling,
  Is in He hath Thee,
  The is where Christ my shrine inner best.
The secret souls the heav’n. of of where ransomed, adore the forgiv’n;
The Thou