Great King of glory, come
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Great King of glory, come,And with thy favor crownThis temple as thy home,This people as thine own;Beneath this roof, O deign to showHow God can dwell with men below.
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Here may thine ears attendOur interceding cries,And grateful praise ascend,Like incense, to the skies;Here may thy word melodious sound,And spread celestial joys around.
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Here may our unborn sonsAnd daughters sound thy praise,And shine, like polished stones,Through long-succeeding days;Here, Lord, display thy saving power,While temples stand and men adore.
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Here may the listening throngReceive thy truth in love;Here Christians join the songOf seraphim above,Till all, who humbly seek thy face,Rejoice in thy abounding grace.