We love the place, O God
Wherein thine honour dwells;
The joy of thine abode
All earthly joy excels.
It is the house of prayer,
Wherein thy servants meet;
And thou, O lord, art there,
Thy chosen flock to greet.
We love the word of life,
The word that tells of peace,
Of comfort in the strife,
And joys that never cease.
We love to sing below
For mercies freely given;
But O we long to know
The triumph song of heaven.
Lord Jesus, give us grace,
On earth to love thee more,
In heaven to see thy face,
And with thy saints adore.
