THE CHURCH
CONGREGATIONAL HYMNS

How lovely is thy dwelling place

by THE SCOTTISH PARAPHRASE

How lovely is thy dwelling place
"My soul yearns, even faints, for the courts of the Lard" Psalm 84:2
How lovely is thy dwelling place,
O Lord of hosts, to me!
The tabernacles of thy grace
How pleasant, Lord, they be!
My thirsty soul longs veh'mently,
Yea faints, thy courts to see;
My very heart and flesh cry out,
O living God, for thee.
Behold the sparrow findeth out
And house where in to rest;
he swallow also for herself
Provided hath a nest;
Even thine own altars, where she safe
Her young ones forth may bring,
O thou almighty Lord of host,
Who.art my God and king.
Blest are they in thy house that dwell
In Zion they appear
They ever give to thee their praise
Before the Lord at length
Blest is the man whose strength thou art
Still forward unto strength
In whose heart are thy ways and truth
Rich blessing to it brings.