1 O how holy is this place
Where the Lord a house hath given!
Here we come before His face;
This must be the gate of heaven.
Here His Word proclaims His grace.
O how holy is this place!

2 Thousand thanks, great God, arise
Unto Thee, in grace excelling.
Who, though filling all the skies,
Yet dost make this house Thy dwelling,
And to us dost here dispense
Thy pure Word and Savraments.

3 Hitherto upon this house
Hath salvation surely rested.
Here our God hath been with us,
And Himself hath manifested.
Here His Spirit He hath giv'n
To reveal the way to heav'n.

4 O how hovely, meet and right
In His temple to adore Him!
Let us now in Him delight,
And with gladness come before Him.
Treasures lasting, precious, pure,
From above we here secure.

5 Dearest Guest, with us abide,
With Thy holy Word still feed us;
Hitherto by Thee supplies,
Still be living waters lead us!
Keep Thy Church on earth secure
While the earth itself endure.