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H. M.
Peace be within thy walls.
Psalm 122:7.
In sweet, exalted strains,
The King of glory praise;
O’er heaven and earth he reigns,
Through everlasting days;
Beneath this roof, O deign to show
How God can dwell with men below.
2 Here may thine ears attend
Our interceding cries;
And grateful praise ascend,
All fragrant, to the skies;
Here may thy word melodious sound,
And spread the joys of heaven around.
3 Here may the attentive throng
Imbibe thy truth and love;
And converts join the song
Of seraphim above;
And willing crowds surround thy board,
With sacred joy and sweet accord.
4 Here may our unborn sons
And 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.
Francis.