HYMN 338

C.M.S 237 D.7s (FE 361)
"How amiable are thy tabernacles"
- Ps. 84:1



1.  PLEASANT are Thy courts above 

     In the land of light and love 

     Pleasant are Thy courts below 

     In this land of sin and woe

     Oh! my Spirit longs and faints 

     For the convers of Thy saints 

     For the brightness of Thy face 

     ForThy fullness, God of Grace.


2.  Happy birds, that sing and fly

     Round Thy altars, O Most High 

     Happier should 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.


3.  Happy souls their praise flow

     Even 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.


4.  Lord, be mine this prize to win, 

     Guide me through a world of sins 

     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