Hymnal 208
1 I love Thy Kingdom, Lord, the house of Thine abode,
The Church our blest Redeemer saved with His own precious blood.
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Dear as the apple of Thine eye, and graven on Thy hand.
3 For her my tears shall fall, for her my prayers ascend;
To her my cares and toils be given, till toils and cares shall end.
4 Beyond my highest joy, I prize her heavenly ways,
Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise.
5 Sure as Thy truth shall last, To Zion shall be given
The brightest glories earth can yield, and brightger bliss of heaven.