14. S. P. M. Watts.

Delight in the House of God.

1How pleased and blest was I

To hear the people cry,

"Come, let us seek our God to-day!"

Yes, with a cheerful zeal,

We haste to Zion's hill,

And there our vows and honors pay.

2Zion, thrice happy place,

Adorned with wondrous grace,

And walls of strength embrace thee round;

In thee our tribes appear,

To pray, and praise, and hear

The sacred gospel's joyful sound.

3May peace attend thy gate,

And joy within thee wait,

To bless the soul of every guest;

The man who seeks thy peace,

And wishes thine increase,

A thousand blessings on him rest.

Divine Love.

1Love divine, all love excelling,

Joy of heaven, to earth come down!

Fix in us thy humble dwelling,

All thy faithful mercies crown.

Father! thou art all compassion,

Pure, unbounded love thou art;

Visit us with thy salvation,

Enter every longing heart.

2Breathe, O breathe thy loving spirit

Into every troubled breast;

Let us all in thee inherit,

Let us find thy promised rest.

Come, almighty to deliver,

Let us all thy life receive,

Graciously come down, and never,

Never more thy temples leave.