How Lovely, How Divinely Sweet

How love­ly

how di­vine­ly sweet

Oh Lord! Thy sac­red courts ap­pear;

Fain would my long­ing pass­ions meet

The glo­ries of Thy pre­sence there.

O blessed the men

blessed their em­ploy

Whom Thy in­dul­gent fa­vors raise

To dwell in those abodes of joy

And sing Thy nev­er ceas­ing praise.

Happy the men whom strength di­vine

With ar­dent love and zeal in­spires;

Whose steps to Thy blest way in­cline

With will­ing hearts and warm de­sires.

One day with­in Thy sac­red gate

Affords more real joy to me

Than thou­sands in the tents of state;

The mean­est place is bliss with Thee.