How Lovely is Thy Dweling-Place

PART I.
1 How lovely is Thy dwelling place,
O Lord of hosts, to me!
The tabernacles of Thy grace
How pleasant, Lord, they be!

2 My thirsty soul longs vehemently,
Yea faints, Thy courts to see:
My very heart and flesh cry out,
O living God for Thee.

3 Behold, the sparrow findeth out
An house wherein to rest;
The swallow also for herself
Hath purchasèd a nest.

4 E’en Thine own altars, where she safe
Her young ones forth may bring,
O Thou almighty Lord of hosts,
Who art my God and King.

5 Blest are they in Thy house that dwell;
They ever give Thee praise.
Blest is the man whose strength Thou art,
In whose heart are Thy ways,

PART II.
6 Who, passing through dark Baca’s vale,
Therein do dig up wells;
Also the rain that falleth down
The pools with water fills.

7 So they from strength unwearied
Still forward unto strength,
Until in Zion they appear
Before the Lord at length.

8 Lord God of hosts, my prayer hear;
O Jacob’s God give ear.
See God our shield, look on the face
Of Thine anointed dear.

9 For in Thy courts one day excels
A thousand; rather in
My God’s house will I keep a door
Than dwell in tents of sin.

10 For God the Lord’s a sun and shield:
He’ll grace and glory give,
And will withhold no good from them
That uprightly do live.

11 O Thou that art the Lord of hosts,
That man is truly blessed
Who by confidence
On Thee alone doth rest.

Source: Redemption Hymnal #101

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