How lovely, how divinely sweet, Oh Lord! Thy sacred courts appear; Fain would my longing passions meet The glories of Thy presence there. O bless???d the men, bless???d their employ, Whom Thy indulgent favors raise To dwell in those abodes of joy, And sing Thy never ceasing praise. Happy the men whom strength divine With ardent love and zeal inspires; Whose steps to Thy blest way incline With willing hearts and warm desires. One day within Thy sacred gate, Affords more real joy to me Than thousands in the tents of state; The meanest place is bliss with Thee.