Psalm LXXXIV. First Part. Com. Met. Delight in divine ordinances

My heart and flesh cry out for thee While far from thine abode; When shall I tread thy courts and see My Saviour and my God!

To sit one day beneath thine eye, And hear thy gracious voice, Exceeds a thousand days employ'd In sin's voluptuous joys.

Much rather in God's house would I The meanest office take, Than in the wealthy tents of sin My splendid dwelling make.

For God who is our Sun and shield Will grace and glory give; And no good thing will he withold From them who justly live.

O God, whom heavenly hosts obey, How highly blest is he, Whose hope and trust securely plac'd Are still repos'd on thee!

O could I o'er the spacious land And sea extend my sway: For one blest hour at thy right hand I'd give them both away.