77. Lord, We Come

1 Lord, we come to bless thy goodness,
"Thou to whom all flesh must come;"
Thou hast favored us in kindness,
With this pleasant Sabbath home
Still to praise thee, Still to praise thee,
May we ever wish to come.

2 Blessed is the man thou choosest
To approach thy mercy seat;
In thy courts his dwelling keepest,
'Tis a safe and sure retreat.
Blessed covert, Blessed covert,
Is thy Holy mercy seat.

3 In this consecrated temple
Meet we oft to learn thy word;
Freely for thy mercies ample,
We should ever praise thee, Lord.
Mercies ample, Mercies ample,
Flow from out thy holy word.

4 Guard and guide us, heavenly Father,
Ever bless our native land;
May we all at last in safety,
In thy heavenly mansions stand.
There to praise thee, There to praise thee,
Ever more, world without end.

Text Information
First Line: Lord, we come to bless thy goodness
Title: Lord, We Come
Author: F. A. Benson
Publication Date: 1862
Notes: Public Domain.
Tune Information
Name: [Lord, we come to bless thy goodness]
Key: A♭ Major
Notes: Public Domain.



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