CCLXXIII. On Opening a Place of Worship

1 In sweet exalted strains,
The King of glory praise;
O'er Heaven and earth he reigns,
Thro' everlasting days:
He with a nod the world controuls,
Sustains or sinks the distant poles.

2 To earth he bends his throne,
His throne of grace divine;
Wide is his bounty known,
And wide his glories shine:
Fair Salem, still his chosen rest,
Is with his smiles and presence blest.

3 Then, King of glory come,
And with thy favour crown
This temple as thy dome,
This people as thy own:
Beneath this roof, O deign to show,
How GOD can dwell with men below.

4 Here may thine ears attend
Our interceding cries,
And grateful praise ascend
All fragrant to the skies:
Here may thy word melodious sound,
And spread the joys of heav'n around.

5 Here may th' attentive throng
Imbibe thy truth and love,
And converts join the song
Of Seraphim above,
And willing crowds surround thy board
With sacred joy and sweet accord.

6 Here may our unborn sons
And daughters sound thy praise,
And shine like polish'd stones,
Thro' long succeeding days;
Here, LORD, display thy saving power,
While churches stand, and men adore.

Text Information
First Line: In sweet exalted strains
Title: On Opening a Place of Worship
Author: B. Francis
Meter: Four 6 and 2, 8
Language: English
Publication Date: 1790
Topic: Opeing a Place of Worship
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