Versos English Philip Doddridge The Stranger entertained in GOD's House of Prayer. Isaiah lvi. 6, 7. compared with Matt. xxi. 13. and…

English poem

The Stranger entertained in GOD's House of Prayer. Isaiah lvi. 6, 7. compared with Matt. xxi. 13. and…

by (1773–1832)

Listen in the reader

Great Father of Mankind, We bless that wond'rous Grace, Which could for Gentiles find Within thy Courts a Place. How kind the Care Our GOD displays, For us to raise An House of Pray'r!

Tho' once estranged far, We now approach the Throne; For Jesus brings us near, And makes our Cause his own: Strangers no more, To thee we come, And find our Home, And rest secure.

To thee our Souls we join, And love thy sacred Name; No more our own, but thine, We triumph in thy Claim; Our Father King, Thy Cov'nant-Grace Our Souls embrace, Thy Titles sing.

Here in thy House we feast On Dainties all divine; And, while such Sweets we taste, With Joy our Faces shine. Incense shall rise From Flames of Love, And GOD approve The Sacrifice.

May all the Nations throng To worship in thy House; And thou attend the Song, And smile upon their Vows; Indulgent still, Till Earth conspire To join the Choir On Zion's Hill.