Cantique : dwelling is How place lovely Thy

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

dwelling is How place lovely Thy