Great King of Glory

1Great King of glory, come,
And with Thy favor crown This temple as Thy home,
This people as Thine own;
Beneath this roof,
O deign to show How God can dwell with men below.

2Here may Thine ears attend Our interceding cries,
And grateful praise ascend,
Like incense, to the skies;
Here may Thy word melodious sound,
And spread celestial joys around.

3Here may our unborn sons And daughters sound Thy praise,
And shine, like polished stones,
Through longsucceeding days;
Here,
Lord, display Thy saving power,
While temples stand and men adore.

4Here may the listening throng Receive Thy truth in love;
Here Christians join the song Of seraphim above,
Till all, who humbly seek Thy face,
Rejoice in Thy abounding grace.