CCCXLV | A Selection of Hymns#CCCXLVI | CCCXLVII |
1 The joyful morn, my God, is come
That calls me to thy honor'd dome
Thy presence to adore;
My feet the summons shall attend,
With willing steps thy courts ascend,
And tread the hallow'd floor.
2 Hither from Judah's utmost end,
The heaven-protected tribes ascend;
Their off'rings hither bring:
Here, eager to attest their joy,
In hymns of praise their tongues employ,
And hail th' immortal king.
3 Be peace implor'd by each on thee,
O Sion, while with bended knee,
To Jacob's God we pray:
How blest who calls himself thy friend!
Success his lobor shall attend,
And safety guard his way.
4 O may'st thou, free from hostile fear,
Nor the loud voice of tumult hear,
Nor war's wild waste deplore;
May plenty nigh thee take her stand,
And in thy courts, with lavish hand,
Distribute all her store.
5 Seat of my friends and brethren, hail!
How can my tongue, O Sion, fail
To bless thy lov'd abode?
How cease the zeal that in me glows,
Thy good to seek, whose walls inclose
The mansions of my God?
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First Line: | The joyful morn, my God, is come |
Title: | Zeal for the house of God, and delight in worship |
Author: | Marrick |
Meter: | Chatahm tune |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1792 |
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Topic: | Worship: The Lord's Day; Delight in God: In worship; Public Religion(2 more...) |