Desirous Dwelling

orchidee



Tune: Kingsfold

('I heard the voice of Jesus say')

Psalm 84 v.1-10

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How amiable, how lovely

Your dwellings, O Lord, be

My soul longs, even for them faints

They be free from sin's taints

My heart, my flesh does cry out for

The living God for sure

Even the sparrow finds house there

With her nestlings does share

 

 

And swallow too, there nests they lay

Secure, safe there alway

Even in your house, My King you

And my God here are true

Blessed are they that in your house dwell

Your praises they shall tell

Blessed are they whose strength is in you

And in heart your ways too

 

They pass through valley of weeping

Named Baca, but still sing

Tears added to rains make a well

Blessings that never fail

They go from strength to strength, each one

And forgotten are none

Each one before God appears in

Zion, He dwells therein

 

O Lord of hosts, hear my prayer, give

Ear to me, so I live

Behold, O God our shield, and look

On us, we not forsook

For a day in your dwelling place

Is better, we do trace

Than be a thousand days elsewhere

For we your presence share

  • Author: orchidee (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 26th, 2026 11:25
  • Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 8.6.8.6. 8.6.8.6.
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 11
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  • sorenbarrett

    Beautiful and reassuring this poem speaks to the reader of belief and faith. Nicely written my friend

    • orchidee

      Thank you SB.

      • sorenbarrett

        You are very welcome Orchi

      • Friendship

        nicely written

        • orchidee

          Thank you F.

        • Doggerel Dave

          'Hope your Lord has a big construction project under way - going to be needed shortly...

          • orchidee

            Thank you D.

          • Neville



            Reads like a hymn poem in 8.6.8.6.8.6.8.6. 👍

            • orchidee

              Thank you N. Sounds like bingo! That'll be a Double Common Metre there (DCM), i.e. 8.6.8.6. twice. A relative of the Common Metre which is one lot of 8.6.8.6. (CM).
              Who you calling 'common', they say. lol.



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