EN 1495 O Thou, Whom All Thy Saints Adore
Ps.99.9
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O Thou, whom all Thy saints adore,
We now with all Thy saints agree,
And bow our inmost souls before
Thy glorious, awful majesty.
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Thee, King of nations, we proclaim:
Who would not our great Sovereign fear?
We long to experience all Thy Name,
And now we come to meet Thee here.
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We come, great God, to seek Thy face,
And for Thy loving-kindness wait;
And O how dreadful is this place!
’Tis God’s own house, ’tis Heaven’s gate.
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Tremble our hearts to find Thee nigh;
To Thee our trembling hearts aspire;
And lo! we see descend from high
The pillar and the flame of fire.
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Still let it on the assembly stay,
And all the house with glory fill;
To Canaan’s bounds point out the way,
And lead us to Thy holy hill.
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There let us all with Jesus stand,
And join the general church above,
And take our seats at Thy right hand,
And sing Thine everlasting love.
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Come, Lord, our souls are on the wing,
Now on Thy great white throne appear,
And let my eyes behold my King,
And let me see my Savior there.

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