
1 Come to the house of prayer!
Oh, thou afflicted, come;
The God of peace shall meet thee there;
He makes that house his home.
2 Come to the house of praise!
Ye who are happy now,
In sweet accord your voices raise,
In kindred homage bow.
3 Ye aged, hither come!
For ye have felt his love;
So shall your trembling tongues be dumb,
Your lips forget to move.
4 Ye young, before his throne,
Come, bow; your voices raise;
Let not your hearts his praise disown,
Who gives the power to praise.
5 Thou, whose benignant eye
In mercy looks on all,
Who seest the tear of misery,
And hear'st the mourner's call,
6 Up to thy dwelling-place,
Bear our frail spirits on,
Till they outstrip time's tardy pace,
And heaven on earth be won.
Source: The Voice of Praise: a collection of hymns for the use of the Methodist Church #296
First Line: | Come to the house of prayer, O thou afflicted, come |
Author: | Emily Taylor |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |