Cantique : is lovely Thy place dwelling How

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

is lovely Thy place dwelling How