Scripture Verse

The glory of the Lord filled the house. 2 Chronicles 7:1

Introduction

Words: Lo­vie R. Strat­ton, 1901. She wrote this hymn for the re­de­di­ca­tion of St. Paul’s Me­tho­dist Epis­co­pal Church, Low­ell, Mas­sa­chu­setts.

Music: Shor­tle Charles G. Good­rich, 1904 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tune:

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Strat­ton or Good­rich (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Lyrics

O Lord, our God, al­migh­ty King,
We fain would make this temple ring
With our adoring praise;
And joining with the ransomed host,
To Fa­ther, Son and Holy Ghost,
Our grateful songs we raise,
Our grateful songs we raise.

The heav’n of heav’ns cannot contain
Thy majesty, and in Thy train
Thy archangel veils his face;
Yet curtained tent or temple fair,
If humble contrite hearts be there,
May be Thy resting place,
May be Thy resting place.

We sing Thy wondrous works and ways;
We sing the glo­ri­ous displays
Of love and power divine;
In all our past, Thy matchless grace,
Hath been vouchsafed within this place
The glo­ry e’er be Thine,
The glo­ry e’er be Thine.

These courts renewed and made more meet
For Thine abode, low at Thy feet
With prayer, to Thee we bring;
Hear and forgive; Thy love distill;
This temple with Thy glo­ry fill;
Our Fa­ther and our king,
Our Fa­ther and our king!