The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts ‎#659

659. There is a house not made with hands

There is a house not made with hands,
Eternal and on high;
And here my spirit waiting stands,
Till God shall bid it fly.

Shortly this prison of my clay
Must be dissolved and fall;
Then, O my soul! with joy obey
Thy heav'nly Father's call.

'Tis he, by his almighty grace,
That forms thee fit for heav'n;
And, as an earnest of the place,
Has his own Spirit giv'n.

We walk by faith of joys to come,
Faith lives upon his word;
But while the body is our home,
We're absent from the Lord.

'Tis pleasant to believe thy grace,
But we had rather see;
We would be absent from the flesh,
And present, Lord, with thee.

Text Information

• First Line: There is a house not made with hands
• Author: Isaac Watts
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1835
• Scripture:
  2 Corinthians 5:1
  ;
  2 Corinthians 5:5-8
  ;
  Psalm 49:14-15

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