Text: | The Pleasures of Social Worship |
Author: | Stennett |
1 How charming is the place
Where my Redeemer God,
Unveils the beauties of his face,
And sheds his love abroad!
2 Not the fair palaces
To which the great resort,
Are once to be compar'd with this,
Where Jesus holds his court.
3 Here on the mercy-seat,
With radiant glory crown'd,
Our joyful eyes behold him sit,
And smile on all around.
4 To him their prayers and cries
Each humble soul presents;
He listens to their broken sighs,
And grants them all their wants.
5 To them his sovereign will
He graciously imparts:
And in return accepts with smiles,
The tribute of their hearts.
6 Give me, O Lord, a place
Within thy blest abode,
Among the children of thy grace,
The servants of my God.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | How charming is the place |
Title: | The Pleasures of Social Worship |
Author: | Stennett |
Meter: | S. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |
Topic: | Zion |