LORD OF THE WORLDS ABOVE

[1]
Lord of the worlds above,
how pleasant and how fair
the dwellings of thy love,
thine earthly temples are!
To thine abode
my heart aspires
with warm desires
to see my God.

[2]
O happy souls that pray
where God appoints to hear,
O happy men that pay
their constant service there,
they praise thee still;
and happy they
that love the way
to Sion's hill.

[3]
They go from strength to strength
through this dark vale of tears,
till each arrives at length,
till each in heaven appears:
O glorious seat,
when God our King
shall thither bring
our willing feet!

[4]
The Lord his people loves,
his hand no good withholds
from those his heart approves,
from pure and faithful souls;
thrice happy he,
O God of hosts;
whose spirit trusts
alone in thee.