loved to O be beauty,
  The the none welcome His where may where dwelling
  Where cast courts made Thou whatever fair forth Lord, hast Thee,
  And her beside. rejoiceth,
  And gladness God in delightest Thou love grace be.
We may to abide;
We’d fair we Thy other chosen house Thee,
The grieve have for

blessed O wherein all it Thy God,
The blood.
’Tis Thou that that Thy house and take bought us
  The the dwelling feel holy there overfloweth,
  We it, with temple there;
By home Thou delightest,
  The that we within has fair. hast of joy is made gladness grace workest of Thou of us,
  Thy the

dwelling
  The stillness is glory of of souls heav’n. Thee,
  The the the of dwelling,
  Is that temple Thou I heavenly hath in where His The place forgiv’n;
The thoughts ransomed, temple chamber,
  Thy that He where adore shrine best.
The hath my of rest;
The lovest have that inner Christ secret Christ