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Psalm 84 How Lovely, Lord
1. How lovely, Lord, how lovely
Is Your abiding place;
My soul is longing, fainting,
To feast upon Your grace.
The sparrow finds a shelter,
A place to build her nest;
And so Your temple calls us
Within its walls to rest.
2. In Your blest courts to worship,
O God, a single day
Is better than a thousand
If I from You should stray.
I'd rather keep the entrance
And claim You as my Lord
Than revel in the riches
The ways of sin afford.
3. A sun and shield forever
Are You, O Lord Most High;
You shower us with blessings;
No good will You deny.
The saints, Your grace receiving,
From strength to strength shall go,
And from their life shall rivers
Of blessing overflow.
WORDS: Arlo D. Duba, 1984
MUSIC: Hal H. Hopson, 1983
Scripture: Psalm 84
Theme: Psalms