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The Church Militant

467. Pleasant are thy courts above

Eight 7's

Maidstone:

Walter Bond Gilbert, 1862

Psalm 84

Henry F. Lyte, 1834

Pleasant are thy courts above,

In the land of light and love;

Pleasant are thy courts below,

In this land of sin and woe.

O my spirit longs and faints

For the converse of thy saints,

For the brightness of thy face,

For thy fullness, God of grace!

Happy birds that sing and fly

Round thy altars, O Most High!

Happier souls that find a rest

In a heavenly Father's breast!

Like the wandering dove, that found

No repose on earth around,

They can to their ark repair

And enjoy it ever there.

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Happy souls! their praises flow

Ever in this vale of woe;

Waters in the desert rise,

Manna feeds them from the skies:

On they go from strength to strength

Till they reach thy throne at length,

At thy feet adoring fall,

Who hast led them safe through all.

Lord, be mine this prize to win;

Guide me through a world of sin;

Keep me by thy saving grace;

Give me at thy side a place.

Sun and shield alike thou art;

Guide and guard my erring heart.

Grace and glory flow from thee;

Shower, O shower them, Lord, on me!

Amen.

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