Psalms 132:3-8

• [Psa 132:4] No Sleep Nor Slumber To His Eyes

  No sleep nor slumber to his eyes Good David would afford, Till He had found below the skies A dwelling for the Lord. The Lord in Sion placed His Name, His ark was settled there; To Sion the whole nation came To worship thrice a year. But we have no such lengths to go, Nor wander far abroad; Where’er Thy saints assemble now, There is a house for God. Arise, O King of grace, arise And enter to Thy rest! Lo! Thy Church waits with longing eyes Thus to be owned and blest. Enter with all Thy glorious train Thy Spirit and Thy Word; All that the ark did once contain Could no such grace afford. Here, mighty God, accept our vows, Here let Thy praise be spread; Bless the provisions of Thy house, And fill Thy poor with bread. Here let the Son of David reign, Let God’s Anointed shine; Justice and truth His court maintain With love and power divine. Here let Him hold a lasting throne; And as His kingdom grows, Fresh honors shall adorn His crown, And shame confound his foes.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 132:8] Arise, O Lord, Our God, Arise

  Arise, O Lord, our God, arise And enter now into Thy rest; O let this house be Thine abode, Forever with Thy presence blest. Thy gracious cov’nant, Lord, fulfill, Turn not away from us Thy face; Establish Thou Messiah’s throne And let Him reign within this place. Thy Zion Thou hast chosen, Lord, And Thou hast said, I love her well, This is My constant resting place, And here will I delight to dwell. I will abundantly provide For Zion’s good, the Lord hath said; I will supply her daily need And satisfy her poor with bread.

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  source: Cyberhymnal