8. O happy souls who pray

1 O happy souls who pray
Where God appoints to hear I
O happy saints who pay
Their constant service there!

We praise him still;
And happy we;
We love the way
To Zion’s hill.

2 No burning heats by day,
Nor blasts of evening air,
Shall take our health away,
If God be with us there:

He is our sun,
And he our shade,
To guard the head
By night or noon.

3 God is the only Lord,
Our shield and our defence;
With gifts his hand is stor’d:
We draw our blessings thence.

He will bestow
On Jacob’s race,
Peculiar grace,
And glory too.

Text Information
First Line: O happy souls who pray
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1835
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