1 How did my heart rejoice to hear
My friends devoutly say,
'In Zion let us all appear,
'And keep the solemn day!'
2 I love her gates, I love the road;
The church adorn'd with grace,
Stands like a palace built for God,
To shew his milder face.
3 Up to her courts, with joys unknown,
The holy tribes repair;
The son of David holds his throne,
And sits in judgment there.
4 He hears our praises and complaints;
And while his awful voice
Divides the sinners from the saints,
We tremble and rejoice.
5 Peace be within this sacred place,
And joy a constant guest!
With holy gifts and heav'nly grace
Be her attendants blest!
6 My soul shall pray for Zion still,
While life or breath remains;
There my best friends, my kindred dwell,
There God my Savior reigns.
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First Line: | How did my heart rejoice to hear |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
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