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Pleasant are Thy courts above

Author: Henry Francis Lyte Hymnal: Common Service Book of the Lutheran Church #422 (1917) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 1 Pleasant are Thy courts above In the land of light and love; Pleasant are Thy courts below In this land of sin and woe. O, my spirit longs and faints For the converse of Thy saints, For the brightness of Thy face, King of Glory, God of Grace! 2 Happy birds that sing and fly Round Thy altars, O Most High; Happier souls that find a rest In a heavenly Father's breast. Like the wandering dove that found No repose on earth around. They can to their ark repair And enjoy it ever there. 3 Happy souls! their praises flow Ever in this vale of woe; Waters in the desert rise, Manna feeds them from the skies: On they go from strength to strength, Till they reach Thy throne at length, At Thy feet adoring fall, Who hast led them safe through all. 4 Lord, be mine this prize to win; Guide me through a world of sin; Keep me by Thy saving grace; Give me at Thy side a place. Sun and shield alike Thou art; Guide and guard my erring heart. Grace and glory flow from Thee; Shower, O shower them, Lord, on me! Amen. Topics: Times and Seasons At the Opening of Service Languages: English Tune Title: MAIDSTONE

Pleasant are Thy courts above

Author: H. F. Lyte Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #448 (1920) Lyrics: 1 Pleasant are Thy courts above, In the land of light and love; Pleasant are Thy courts below, In this land of sin and woe. O my spirit longs and faints For the converse of Thy saints, For the brightness of Thy face, For Thy fulness, God of grace! 2 Happy birds that sing and fly Round Thy altars, O Most High! Happier souls that find a rest In a heavenly Father's breast! Like the wandering dove, that found No repose on earth around, They can to their ark repair And enjoy it ever there. 3 Happy souls! their praises flow Ever in this vale of woe; Waters in the desert rise, Manna feeds them from the skies: On they go from strength to strength Till they reach Thy throne at length. At Thy feet adoring fall, Who hast led them safe through all. 4 Lord, be mine this prize to win; Guide me through a world of sin; Keep me by Thy saving grace; Give me at Thy side a place. Sun and Shield alike Thou art; Guide and guard my erring heart. Grace and glory flow from Thee; Shower, O shower them, Lord, on me! Topics: General Languages: English Tune Title: MAIDSTONE

Pleasant are thy courts above

Author: Henry F. Lyte Hymnal: The Hymnal #467 (1916) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: Pleasant are thy courts above, In the land of light and love; Pleasant are thy courts below, In this land of sin and woe. O my spirit longs and faints For the converse of thy saints, For the brightness of thy face, For thy fullness, God of grace! Happy birds that sing and fly Round thy altars, O Most High! Happier souls that find a rest In a heavenly Father's breast! Like the wandering dove, that found No repose on earth around, They can to their ark repair And enjoy it ever there. 425 Happy souls! their praises flow Ever in this vale of woe; Waters in the desert rise, Manna feeds them from the skies: On they go from strength to strength Till they reach thy throne at length, At thy feet adoring fall, Who hast led them safe through all. Lord, be mine this prize to win; Guide me through a world of sin; Keep me by thy saving grace; Give me at thy side a place. Sun and shield alike thou art; Guide and guard my erring heart. Grace and glory flow from thee; Shower, O shower them, Lord, on me! Amen. Topics: Holy Communion Introits; Church Building and Consecration; The Church Militant; Sunday Schools Sunday Morning; Sunday Schools General Use Scripture: Psalm 84 Languages: English Tune Title: MAIDSTONE

Pleasant are thy courts above

Author: Henry Francis Lyte, 1793-1847 Hymnal: CPWI Hymnal #740 (2010) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 1 Pleasant are thy courts above in the land of light and love; pleasant are thy courts below in this land of sin and woe; Oh, my spirit longs and faints for the converse of thy saints, for the brightness of thy face, for thy fullness, God of grace. 2 Happy birds that sing and fly round thy altars, O most high; happier souls that find a rest in a heavenly Father's breast; like the wandering dove that found no repose on earth around, they can to their ark repair, and enjoy it ever there. 3 Happy souls, their praises flow even in this vale of woe; waters in the desert rise, manna feeds them from the skies, on they go from strength to strength, till they reach thy throne at length, at thy feet adoring fall, who hast led them safe through all. 4 Lord, be mine this prize to win, guide me through a world of sin, keep me by thy saving grace, give me at thy side a place; sun and shield alike thou art, guide and guard my erring heart; grace and glory flow from thee; shower, O shower them, Lord, on me. Topics: Sacraments and Other Occasions Dedication Festival Scripture: Psalm 84 Languages: English Tune Title: MAIDSTONE