CLIX. Zeal for the House of GOD

1 The joyful morn, my God, is come
That calls me to thy honour'd dome
Thy presence to adore:
My feet the summons shall attend,
With willing steps thy courts ascend,
And tread the hallow'd floor.

2 Hither, from Judah's utmost end,
The heaven-protected tribes ascend;
Their offerings hither bring:
Here, eager to attest their joy,
In hymns of praise their tongues employ,
And hail th' immortal king.

3 Be peace implor'd by each on thee,
O Sion, while with bended knee,
To Jacob's God we pray:
How bless'd who calls himself thy friend!
Success his lobuor shall attend,
And safely guard his way.

4 O may'st thou, free from hostile fear,
Nor the loud voice of tumult hear,
Nor war's wild waste deplore:
May plenty nigh thee take her stand,
And in thy courts, with lavish hand,
Distribute all her store.

5 Seat of my friends and brethren, hail!
How can my tongue, O Zion, fail
To bless thy lov'd abode?
How cease the zeal that in me glows,
Thy good to seek, whose walls inclose
The mansions of my God?

Text Information
First Line: The joyful morn, my God, is come
Title: Zeal for the House of GOD
Author: Marrick
Language: English
Publication Date: 1793
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Topic: Lord's Day
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