We love the place, O God
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We love the place, O God, wherein thine honour dwells; the joy of thine abode all earthly joy excels. It is the house of prayer, wherein thy servants meet; and thou, O Lord, art there thy chosen flock to greet. We love the sacred font; for there the Holy Dove to pour is ever wont his blessing from above. We love thine altar, Lord; O what on earth so dear? For there in faith adored, we find thy presence near. We love the word of life, the word that tells of peace, of comfort in the strife, and joys that never cease. We love to sing below for mercies freely given; but O we long to know the triumph-song of heaven. Lord Jesus, give us grace on earth to love thee more, in heaven to see thy face, and with thy saints adore. |
Amamus ut locum ubi est honor tuus! Terrestre gaudium tua anteit domus. Hic fundimus precem tui satellites; et ipse tu gregem collectum hic foves. Lavabrum ut placet, Columba ubi suum defundere solet beantem spiritum! Quid tua Doinine, est ara carius, colentes ubi te adesse fidimus? Id Verbum ut placet, quod monstrat otium, pugnae solamen et perenne iubilum! Clementias iuvat hic canere datas: cantare liceat supra victorias! Da, Jesu, gratiam: amemus hic magis, et caelo te palam colamus cum tuis. |