How Honoured, How Dear, That Sacred Abode Hymn Lyrics

1

How honoured, how dear, that sacred abode,

Where Christians draw near their Father and God I

‘Mid worldly commotion, my wearied

soul faints

For the house of devotion, the home of Thy saints

2

The birds have their home, they fix

on their nest ;

Wherever they roam, they turn to their rest :

From them fondly learning, my soul

would take wing ;

To Thee so returning, my God and my King.

3

O happy the choirs who praise Thee

above !

What joy tunes their lyres ! their worship is love.

Yet safe in Thy keeping and happy they be

In this world of weeping, whose strength is in Thee.

4

Though rugged their way, they drink, as they go,

Of springs that convey new life as they flow :

The God they rely on, their strength

shall renew,

Till each, brought to Zion, His glory shall mView.

5

Thou Hearer of prayer, still grant me

a place [courts of Thy grace :

Where Christians repair to the

More blest, beyond measure, one day

so employed, [lings enjoyed.

Than years of vain pleasure by world-

6

The Lord is a Sun, the Lord is a Shield;

What grace has begun, with glory is sealed.

He hears the distressed, He succours the just :

And they shall be blessed who make Him their trust.