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I Love Thy Kingdom, Lord
The house of Thine abode,
The Church our blest Redeemer bought
With His own precious blood.
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I love the church, O God!
Her walls before me stand,
Dear as the apple of Thine eye
And graven on Thy hand.
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For her my tears shall fall,
For her my prayers ascend;
To her my cares and toils be given
Till toils and cares shall end.
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Beyond my highest joy
I prize her heavenly ways,
Her sweet communion, solemn vows,
Her hymns of love and praise.
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Sure as Thy truth shall last,
To Zion shall be given
The brightest glories earch can yield,
And brighter bliss of heaven.
Words by Timothy Dwight; Music by Aaron Williams