Words: Isaac Watts
Part 1: v.1–6 The church is our delight and safety.
1 The Lord of glory is my light, And my salvation too; God is my strength, nor will I fear What all my foes can do.
2 One privilege my heart desires; O grant me an abode Among the churches of thy saints, The temples of my God!
3 There shall I offer my requests, And see thy beauty still; Shall hear thy messages of love, And there inquire thy will.
4 When troubles rise, and storms appear, There may his children hide; God has a strong pavilion where He makes my soul abide.
5 Now shall my head be lifted high Above my foes around, And songs of joy and victory Within thy temple sound.
Part 2: v.8, 9, 13, 14 Prayer and hope.
6 Soon as I heard my Father say, “Ye children, seek my grace,” My heart replied without delay, “I’ll seek my Father’s face.”
7 Let not thy face be hid from me, Nor frown my soul away; God of my life, I fly to thee In a distressing day.
8 Should friends and kindred near and dear Leave me to want or die, My God would make my life his care, And all my need supply.
9 My fainting flesh had died with grief Had not my soul believed, To see thy grace provide relief; Nor was my hope deceived.
10 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints, And keep your courage up; He’ll raise your spirit when it faints, And far exceed your hope.