Cantique : is place dwelling Thy How lovely

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

is place dwelling Thy How lovely