1 God of the universe, to thee
These sacred walls we rear;
And now, with songs and bended knee,
Invoke thy presence here.
2 When sad with care, by sin oppressed,
Here may the burdened soul
Beneath thy shelt'ring wing find rest;
Here make the wounded whole.
3 And when the last long Sabbath morn
Upon the just shall rise,
May all who own thee here, be borne
To mansions in the skies.
Source: Christ in Song: for all religious services nearly one thousand best gospel hymns, new and old with responsive scripture readings (Rev. and Enl.) #423