How charming is the place,
Where my Redeemer, God,
Unveils the beauties of His face,
And sheds His love abroad.

Not the fair palaces,
To which the great resort,
Are once to be compar’d with this,
Where Jesus holds His court.

Here on the mercy seat,
With radiant glory crown’d,
Our joyful eyes behold Him sit,
And millions all around.

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