Liturgy August 26, 2007

O Lord of hosts, how lovely
The place where Thou dost dwell.
Thy tabernacles holy
In pleasantness excel.
My soul is longing, fainting,
Jehovah’s courts to see;
My heart and flesh are crying,
O living God, for Thee.

God, be merciful to me;
On Thy grace I rest my plea.
In Thy vast, abounding grace,
My transgressions all erase.
Wash me wholly from my sin;
Cleanse from every ill within.