1 O bow thine ear, Eternal One!
On thee each heart adoring calls;
To thee the followers of thy Son
Have raised, and now devote, these walls.
2 Here let thy holy days be kept;
And be this place to worship given,
Like that bright spot where Jacob slept,
The house of God, the gate of heaven.
3 Here may thine honor dwell; and here
As incense, let thy children's prayer,
From contrite hearts and lips sincere,
Rise on the still and holy air.
4 Here be thy praise devoutly sung,
Here let thy truth beam forth to save
As when of old thy Spirit hung
On wings of light o'er Jordan's wave.
Source: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book: for use in divine worship #1132