Text: | Going to Church |
1 How did my heart rejoice to hear
My friends devoutly say,
"In Zion let us all appear
"And keep the solemn day.
2 I love her gates, I love the road;
The church adorn'd with grace,
Stands like a palace built for God
To shew his milder face.
3 Up to her courts with joys unknown
The holy tribes repair;
The son of David holds his throne,
And sits in judgement there.
4 He hears our praises and complaints;
And while his awful voice
Divides the sinners from the saints,
We tremble and rejoice.
5 Peace be within this sacred place,
And joy a constant guest!
With holy gifts and heavenly grace
Be her attendants blest!
6 My soul shall pray for Zion still,
While life or breath remains;
There my best friends, my kindred dwell,
There God my Saviour reigns.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | How did my heart rejoice to hear |
Title: | Going to Church |
Meter: | Common Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1786 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Church: its beauty |