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Text:How Amiable are Thy Tabernacles
Author:Watts

16. How Amiable are Thy Tabernacles

Lord of the worlds above,
How pleasant and how fair
The dwellings of Thy love,
Thine earthly temples are!
To Thine abode
My heart aspires,
With warm desires
To see my God.

The sparrow for her young
With pleasure seeks a nest,
And wandering swallows long
To find their wonted rest:
My spirit faints,
With equal zeal
To rise and dwell
Among Thy saints.

O happy souls that pray
To Him that heareth prayer!
O happy men that pay
Their constant service there!

They praise Thee still;
And happy they
Who love the way
To Zion’s hill.

They go from strength to strength,
Though oft through pain and tears,
Till each arrives at length,
Till each in heaven appears:
O glorious seat!
Our God and King
Shall thither bring
Our willing feet.

Text Information
First Line: Lord of the worlds above
Title: How Amiable are Thy Tabernacles
Author: Watts
Meter: H. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1866
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