On Opening a Place of Worship

Verse 1

In loud, exalted strains The King of glory praise. O'er heav'n and earth He reigns Thro' everlasting days; But Zion, thou, so richly blest, Art His delight, His chosen rest.

Verse 2

O King of Glory, come And with Thy favor crown This temple as Thy home, This people as Thy own. Beneath this roof vouchsafe to show How God can dwell with men below.

Verse 3

Now let Thine ear attend Our supplicating cries; Now let our praise ascend, Accepted, to the skies: Now let Thy Word, the Gospel, sound Spread Thy celestial blessing round.

Verse 4

Here may the list'ning throng Receive Thy truth and love; Here Christians join the song Of seraphim above Till all who here may seek Thy face Rejoice in Thy abounding grace. Amen.