Pleasant Prospects

Tune: Down Ampney

('Come down, O love divine')

Psalm 84

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How amiable be

Your tabernacles, see

We, O LORD of hosts, there your presence be free

My soul longs, even faints

For your courts, no sin's taints

May e'er defile there, your love reigns, no restraints

My heart and flesh they cry

Out for you, you are nigh

The living God, you will not our needs deny

Yes, the sparrow has found

A house there, holy ground

And swallow too, nests they build, graces redound

Blesséd are they that dwell

In your house, they shall tell

Still of your praises, you have done all things well

Blessed they whose strength in you

Is, you will them renew

And in their hearts are your ways, ever good,true

They pass through valley low

Of Baca*, sorrows know  (*Baca - valley of tears and sorrows)

There, but they turn tears of weeping to wells, so

Here be there refreshment

Rain too the LORD has sent

To fill the pools, the dry ground, effervescent

They go from strength to strength

Know more the depth, width, length

Of God's love, also too know its endless breadth

O you LORD God of hosts

Hear our prayer, our soul boasts

In you alone, you LORD reign over all coasts

Behold, our God, our shield

Help us to our lives yield

To you, look on us, you have to us revealed

Great treasures of your grace

By faith we see your face

And seek to follow you daily, even pace

For in your courts one day

Is better, now we say

Than a thousand elsewhere, all the world's array

I desire humble task

A doorkeeper, I ask

To be in your house, than in wicked's tents bask

For the LORD shield and sun

He is to every one

That walks uprightly, He will aid, forget none

Will give grace and glory

Pleasant our state shall be

He in us, we in Him, through eternity