Jesus, where'er thy people meet
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Jesus, where'er thy people meet,There they behold thy mercy-seat;Where'er they seek thee, thou art found,And every place is hallowed ground;
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For thou, within no walls confined,Dost dwell with those of humble mind;Such ever bring thee where they come,And, going, take thee to their home.
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Great Shepherd of thy chosen few,Thy former mercies now renew;And to our waiting hearts proclaimThe sweetness of thy saving name.