1. How sweet and awful is the place,
With Christ within the doors,
While everlasting love displays
The choicest of her stores!
Here ev’ry mercy of our God
In soft compassion rolls,
Here peace and pardon bought with blood,
Is food for dying souls.
2. How did my heart rejoice to hear
My friends devoutly say,
“In Zion let us all appear,
And keep the solemn day!”
I love her gates, I love the road!
The church adorn’d with grace,
Stands like a palace built for God,
To shew his milder face.
3. Up to her courts, with joys unknown,
The holy tribes repairj;
The Son of David holds his throne,
And sits in judgment there.
He hears our praises and complaints;
And while his awful voice
Divides the sinners from the saints,
We tremble and rejoice!
4. Peace be within this sacred place,
And joy a constant guest!
With holy gifts and heavenly grace,
Be her attendants blest.
My soul shall pray for Zion still,
While life or breath remains;
Here my best friends my kindred dwell,
Here God, my Saviour reigns.
Author: v1: Unknown (early American Communion hymn), v2-4: Isaac Watts (Psalm 122)
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