489. Pleasant are Thy courts above

1. Pleasant are Thy courts above,
In the land of life and love;
Pleasant are Thy courts below
In this land of sin and woe.
Oh, my spirit longs and faints
For the converse of Thy saints,
For the brightness of Thy face,
For Thy fullness, God of grace!

2. Happy birds that sing and fly
Round Thy altars, O Most High!
Happier souls that find a rest
In a heavenly Father's breast!
Like the wandering dove, that found
No repose on earth around,
They can to their ark repair
And enjoy it ever there.

3. Happy souls! their praises flow,
Even in this vale of woe;
Waters in the desert rise,
Manna feeds them from the skies:
On they go from strength to strength,
Till they reach Thy throne at length,
At Thy feet adoring fall,
Who hast led them safe through all.

4. Lord, be mine this prize to win;
Guide me through a world of sin;
Keep me by Thy saving grace;
Give me at Thy side a place.
Sun and shield alike Thou art;
Guide and guard my erring heart,
Grace and glory flow from Thee;
Shower, oh, shower them, Lord, on me!

Amen.

Text Information
First Line: Pleasant are Thy courts above
Title: Pleasant are Thy courts above
Author: Rev. H. F. Lyte (1834)
Meter: 7 s. D.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1894
Topic: Consecration of Churches; Processional; House of God
Notes: Tune name in index: MAIDSTONE
Tune Information
Name: [Pleasant are Thy courts above]
Composer: W. B. Gilbert, Mus. Doc
Meter: 7 s. D.
Key: G Major



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