1 Come, Jesus, from the sapphire throne,
Where Thy redeemed behold Thy face;
Enter this temple, now Thine own,
And let Thy glory fill the place.
2 We praise Thee that today we see
Its sacred walls before Thee stand;
'Tis Thine for us, 'tis ours for Thee;
Reared by Thy kind, assisting hand.
3 Oft as returns the day of rest,
Let heartfelt worship here ascend;
With Thine own joy fill ev'ry breast,
With Thine own pow'r Thy Word attend.
4 Here in the dark and sorr'wing day
Bid Thou the throbbing heart be still.
Oh, wipe the mourner's tears away
And give new strength to meet Thy will!
5 Here in baptismal water pure
We find for sin a gracious cure;
Our children here to Thee we bring
To be Thine heirs, O heavenly King.
6 When at Thine altar we shall meet
And keep the feast of dying love,
Be our communion ever sweet
With Thee and with Thy Church above.
7 Come, faithful Shepherd, feed Thy sheep;
In Thine own arms the lambs enfold,
Give help to climb the heavenward steep
Till Thy full glory we behold.
Amen.
Source: The Lutheran Hymnal #634
Ray Palmer (b. Little Compton, RI, 1808; d. Newark, NJ, 1887) is often considered to be one of America's best nineteenth-century hymn writers. After completing grammar school he worked in a Boston dry goods store, but a religious awakening prodded him to study for the ministry. He attended Yale College (supporting himself by teaching) and was ordained in 1835. A pastor in Congregational churches in Bath, Maine (1835-1850), and Albany, New York (1850-1865), he also served as secretary of the American Congregational Union (1865-1878). Palmer was a popular preacher and author, writing original poetry as well as translating hymns. He published several volumes of poetry and hymns, including Sabbath Hymn Book (1858), Hymns and Sacred Pieces (1865… Go to person page >
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