A Selection of Psalms and Hymns ‎#CXCVI

CXCVI. How pleased and blest was I

1 How pleas'd and blest was I,
To hear the people cry,
"Come, let us seek our God to day!"
Yes, with a cheerful zeal,
We haste to Zion's hill,
And there our vows and honour pay.

2 Zion, thrice happy place,
Adorn'd with wond'rous grace,
And walls of strength embrace thee round
In thee our tribes appear,
To pray, and praise, and hear
The sacred gospel's joyful sound.

3 There David's greater Son
Has fix'd his royal throne,
He sits for grace and judgement there;
He bids the saint be glad
He makes the sinner sad,
And humble souls rejoice with fear.

4 May peace attend thy gate,
And joy within thee wait
To bless the soul of ev'ry guest;
The man that seeks thy peace,
And wishes thine increase,
A thousand blessings on him rest!

Text Information

• First Line: How pleased and blest was I
• Meter: Proper Metre. 2 of 6 and of 8 and of 1
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1790
• Scripture:
  Psalm 117
• Topic: Constitution of a Church
• Notes: Public Domain.

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