1 In sweet exalted strains
The King of Glory praise:
O'er heav'n and earth he reigns,
Through everlasting days.
He with a nod the world controls,
Sustains or sinks the distant poles.
2 Then, King of glory! come;
And with thy favour crown
This temple as thy dome,
This people as thy own.
Within this house O deign to show
How God can dwell with men below.
3 Here may thine ears attend
Our interceding cries,
And grateful praise ascend,
All fragrant to the skies.
Here may thy word melodious sound,
And spread the joys of heav'n around.
4 Here may th'attentive throng
Imbibe thy truth and love;
And converts join the song
Of Seraphim above:
And willing crowds surround thy board,
With sacred joy and sweet accord.
5 In peace, here may our sons
And daughters sound thy praise;
And shine like polish'd stones,
Through long succeeding days.
Here, Lord! display thy saving pow'r,
While churches stand and saints adore.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | In sweet exalted strains |
Meter: | P. M. |
Publication Date: | 1828 |
Topic: | God invited to dwell in his church; Kingdom and Church of Christ: Consecration of a Church |
Notes: | Public Domain. |