1 O God of Hosts, the mighty Lord,
how lovely is the Place
Where Thou, enthron'd in Glory, shew'st
the Brightness of thy Face!
2 My longing Soul faints with Desire,
to view thy blest Abode;
My panting Heart and Flesh cry out
for Thee the living God.
3 The Birds, more happy far than I,
around thy Temple throng;
Securely there they build, and there
securely hatch their Young.
4 O Lord of Hosts, my King and God,
how highly blest are they,
Who in thy Temple always dwell,
and there thy Praise display!
5 Thrice happy they, whose Choice has Thee
their sure Protection made;
Who long to tread the sacred Ways
that to thy Dwelling lead!
6 Who pass thro' parch'd and thirsty Vales,
yet no Refreshment want:
Their Pools are fill'd with Rain, which Thou
at their Request dost grant.
7 Thus they proceed from Strength to Strength,
and still approach more near;
'Till all on Sion's holy Mount
before their God appear.
8 o Lord, the mighty God of Hosts,
my just Requests regard!
Thou God of Jacob, let my pray'r
be still with Favour heard:
9 Behold, O God, for Thou alone
can'st timely Aid dispense;
On thy anointed Servant look,
be Thou his strong Defence.
10 For in thy Courts one single Day
'tis better to attend,
Than, Lord, in any Place besides
a thousand Days to spend.
Much rather in God's House will I
the meanest office take,
Than in the wealthy Tents of Sin
my pompous Dwelling make.
11 For God, who is our Sun and Shield,
will Grace and Glory give;
And no good Thing will He with-hold
from them that justly live.
12 Thou God, whom heav'nly Hosts obey
How highly blest is he,
Whose Hope and Trust, securely plac'd,
is still repos'd on Thee!
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