1 O God of hosts, the mighty Lord,
How lovely is the place
Where thou, enthroned in glory, show'st
The brightness of thy face.
2 O Lord of hosts, my King and God,
How highly blest are they
Who in thy temple always dwell,
And there thy praise display.
3 Thrice happy they whose choice has thee
Their sure protection made;
Who long to tread the sacred ways
That to thy dwelling lead.
4 For in thy courts one single day
'Tis better to attend,
Than, Lord, in any place besides
A thousand days to spend.
5 For God, who is our Sun and Shield,
Will grace and glory give;
And no good thing will he withhold
From them that justly live.
6 Thou God, whom heav'nly hosts obey,
How highly blest is he
Whose hope and trust, securely placed,
Is still reposed on thee.
Amen.Source: Trinity Hymnal #303