Words: Isaac Watts
The church the birth-place of the saints.
1 God in his earthly temple lays Foundations for his heav'nly praise: He likes the tents of Jacob well, But still in Zion loves to dwell.
2 His mercy visits ev'ry house That pay their night and morning vows; But makes a more delightful stay Where churches meet to praise and pray.
3 What glories were described of old! What wonders are of Zion told! Thou city of our God below, Thy fame shall Tyre and Egypt know.
4 Egypt and Tyre, and Greek and Jew, Shall there begin their lives anew; Angels and men shall join to sing The hill where living waters spring.