1 With joy I heard my friends exclaim,
“Come, let us in God’s temple meet";
within thy gates, O Zion blest,
Shall ever stand our willing feet.
2 How beautiful doth Zion stand,
a city built compact and fair;
the people of the Lord unite
with joy and praise to worship there.
3 They come to learn the will of God,
to pay their vows, his grace to own,
for there is judgment’s royal seat,
Messiah’s sure and lasting throne.
4 For Zion’s peace let prayer be made;
may all that love thee prosper well!
Within thy walls let peace abide,
and gladness with thy children dwell.
5 For love of friends and kindred dear,
my heart’s desire is Zion’s peace,
and for the house of God the Lord
my loving care shall never cease.
|First Line:||With joy I heard my friends exclaim|
|Title:||With Joy I Heard My Friends Exclaim|
|Topic:||Church: Anniversaries and Dedications|
|Source:||The Psalter, 1912|
|Composer:||Percy C. Buck (1918)|
|Copyright:||Used by permission of Oxford University Press|