1 Our willing feet shall stand
Within the temple door,
While young and old, in many a band,
Shall throng the sacred floor.
2 Thither the tribes repair,
Where all are wont to meet,
And, joyful in the house of prayer,
Bend at thy mercy-seat.
3 Within these walls may peace
And harmony be found;
Zion, in all thy palaces,
4 For friends and brethren dear,
Our prayer shall never cease;
Oft as they meet for worship here,
God send his people peace!
|First Line:||Our willing feet shall stand|
|Topic:||The Christian Church: The Sanctuary; Place of Worship|