1 In God’s temple a blessing waits,
For all who enter in,
They who pass thru the portals,
Sweet peace and comfort win.
Refrain:
Come, then come to His temple,
Leave worldly plans behind,
Kneel and pray at His altar,
Higher comfort find.
Seek, O seek in His temple
The gift awaiting there,
The blessing holy and wonderful,
Beyond compare.
2 In His temple a glory shines,
More bright than noonday sun,
By that light we are guided,
Until our race is run. [Refrain]
3 In His temple we hear the voice,
That bids us look above,
Bids us trust in the Father
Who watches from above. [Refrain]
Source: The Excelsior Hymnal #111