O God, who lovest to abide
In Sion’s chosen gate,
More than the thousand tents beside,
Where Israel’s faithful wait.
Accept our works, and hear our vows,
Unworthy though we be;
And look in mercy on the house
We dedicate to Thee.
Here answer Thou, as Thou art wont,
Thy people when they pray;
Here in the waters of Thy font
Let sin be washed away.
Here set Thy Confirmation’s seal
For ghostly strength and good;
Here give Thy people, as they kneel,
Their Savior’s flesh and blood.
If after sin they seek Thy face,
And by Thy precepts live,
Hear Thou in Heav’n, Thy dwelling place,
And when Thou hear’st, forgive!
If there be famine in the land,
Or pestilence, or foe,
Stretch out from Heav’n Thy strong right hand,
When here Thy flock fall low.
Bless those, O Lord, and hear their cry,
That raised Thy temple here,
That in Thy house beyond the sky
With joy they may appear.
Wisdom and power to God alone!
Praise to the Father be,
And to the precious Cornerstone,
And Holy Ghost, to Thee!