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(127) Psalm 84.

How pleasant, how divinely fair,

O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are!

With long desire my spirit faints,

To meet the assemblies of thy saints.

2 My flesh would rest in thine abode;

My panting heart cries out for God;

My God! my King! why should I be

So far from all my joys and thee?

3 Blest are the souls who find a place

Within the temple of thy grace;

There they behold thy gentler rays,

And seek thy face and learn thy praise.

4 Blest are the men whose hearts are set

To find the way to Zion's gate;

God is their strength, and through the road

They lean upon their helper, God.

5 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.

Isaac Watts, 1719