24 ~ How Pleasant, How Divinely Fair
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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.
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Blest are the souls that find a place Within the temple of Thy grace; There they behold Thy gentle rays, And seek Thy face, and learn Thy praise.
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Blest are the men whose hearts are set To find the way to Zion's fate. God is their strength; and through the road They lean upon their helper, God
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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.