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1 Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand
In gardens planted by thine hand;
Let me within thy courts be seen,
Like a young cedar, fresh and green.
2 There grow thy saints in faith and love,
Blest with thine influence from above;
Not Lebanon with all its trees
Yields such a comely sight as these.
3 The plants of grace shall ever live;
(Nature decays, but grace must thrive)
Time, that doth all things else impair,
Still makes them flourish strong and fair.
4 Laden with fruits of age, they shew
The Lord is holy, just, and true:
None that attend his gates shall find
A God unfaithful or unkind.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand |
| Meter: | L. M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1790 |
| Scripture: | |
| Notes: | Now Public Domain. Part 2 |