1 How charming is the place
Where my Redeemer God
Unveils the beauties of His face
And sheds His love abroad.
2 Not the fair palaces
To which the great resort,
Are once to be compared with this,
Where Jesus holds His court.
3 Here, on the mercy-seat,
With radiant glory crowned,
Our joyful eyes behold Him sit
And smile on all around.
4 To Him their prayers and cries
Each humble soul presents:
He listens to their broken sighs
And grants them all their wants.
5 To them His sovereign will
He graciously imparts;
And in return accepts, with smiles,
The tribute of their hearts.
6 Give me, O Lord, a place
Within Thy blest abode,
Among the children of Thy grace,
The servants of my God.
Amen.
Source: The Hymnal: published by the Authority of the General Assembly of the Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A. #54