Cantique : dwelling is Thy place How lovely

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

dwelling is Thy place How lovely