How pleased and blest was I

		

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				6.6.8.D.

1	How pleased and blest was I
	To hear the people cry,
	“Come, let us seek our God today!”
	Yes, with a cheerful zeal
	We haste to Zion’s hill,
	And there our vows and honors pay.

2	Zion, thrice happy place,
	Adorned with wondrous grace,
	And walls of strength embrace thee round;
	In thee our tribes appear
	To pray, and praise, and hear
	The sacred Gospel’s joyful sound.

3	There David’s greater Son
	Has fixed His royal throne,
	He sits for grace and judgment there:
	He bids the saint be glad,
	He makes the sinner sad,
	And humble souls rejoice with fear.

4	May peace attend thy gate,
	And joy within thee wait
	To bless the soul of every guest!
	The man that seeks thy peace,
	And wishes thine increase,
	A thousand blessings on him rest!

5	My tongue repeats her vows,
	“Peace to this sacred house!”
	For there my friends and kindred dwell;
	And since my glorious God
	Makes thee His blest abode,
	My soul shall ever love thee well.

						I.Watts