Great God, attend, while Zion sings

1Great God, attend, while Zion sings The joy that from thy presence springs; To spend one day with thee on earth Exceeds a thousand days of mirth.

2Might I enjoy the humblest place Within thy house, O God of grace, Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power, Should tempt my feet to leave thy door.

3God is our sun, he makes our day; God is our shield, he guards our way; From all assaults of hell and sin, From foes without and foes within.

4All needful grace will God bestow, And crown that grace with glory, too; He gives us all things, and withholds No real good from his household.