How Charming Is the Place

How charm­ing is the place

Where my Re­deem­er God

Unveils the beau­ties of His face

And sheds His love abroad.

Not the fair pal­ac­es

To which the great re­sort

Are once to be com­pared with this

Where Je­sus holds His court.

Here

on the mer­cy seat

With ra­di­ant glo­ry crowned

Our joy­ful eyes be­hold Him sit

And smile on all around.

To Him their pray­ers and cries

Each hum­ble soul pre­sents:

He list­ens to their brok­en sighs

And grants them all their wants.

To them His sov­er­eign will

He gra­cious­ly im­parts;

And in re­turn ac­cepts

with smiles

The tri­bute of their hearts.

Give me

O Lord

a place

Within Thy blest ab­ode

Among the child­ren of Thy grace

The serv­ants of my God.