|Text:||A Church established|
1 No sleep nor slumber to his eyes
Good David would afford,
Till he had found below the skies
A dwelling for the Lord.
2 The Lord in Zion plac'd his name,
His ark was settled there:
And there th' assembled nation came
To worship thrice a year.
3 We trace no more these toilsome ways,
Nor wander far abroad;
Where e’er thy people meet for praise,
There is a house for GOD.
4 Arise, O King of grace, arise,
And enter to thy rest,
Lo! thy church waits with longing eyes
Thus to be own'd and blest.
5 Enter with all thy glorious train,
Thy spirit and thy word;
All that the ark did once contain
Could no such grace afford.
6 Here, mighty GOD, accept our vows,
Here let thy praise be spread;
Bless the provisions of thy house,
And fill thy poor with bread.
7 Here let the Son of David reign,
Let GOD’s anointed shine;
Justice and truth his court maintain,
With love and power divine.
8 Here let him hold a lasting throne,
And as his kingdom grows,
Fresh honours shall adorn his crown,
And shame confound his foes.
|First Line:||No sleep nor slumber to his eyes|
|Title:||A Church established|