- How pleasant, how divinely fair,
O Lord of hosts, Thy dwellings are!
With long desire my spirit faints
To meet th’assemblies of Thy saints. - Blest are the souls that finds a place
Within the temple of Thy grace;
There they behold Thy gentle rays,
And seek Thy face, and learn Thy praise. - Blest are the men whose hearts are set
To find the way to Zion’s gate.
God is their strength; and through the road
They lean upon their helper, God. - Cheerful they walk, with growing strength,
Till all shall meet in heaven at length
Till all before Thy face appear,
And join in nobler worship there.
