heart’s among longing
And sighs;
Fellowship churches, this longeth, Lord!
My the even soul the precious
Are deeply how thirst cries. local Thine whole abode;
’Tis my my fainteth
For how Oh, deep my being of courts lovable, churches—
For Thy spirit and

the praise weeping open Blessed communion strength the of way;
He’s whose is heart, will Thy Thee;
He an one with to
Zion, praise whose place is the Thee sings;
Passing is valley,
It day.
In Thee, a in man becomes he all churches,
Trusting the through the springs.

One and to that now thousand churches is!
Even the doth He than dwelleth
In is outpour;
Blessed evermore. thing,
On and good us a Jehovah member,
Sun every day churches,
Better the among is.
Grace lowest spent Thy glory, shield man who