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Poem	v.1-6 C. M. The church is our delight and safety. The Lord of glory is my light, And my salvation too; God is my strength, nor will I fear What all my foes can do. One privilege my heart desires; O grant me an abode Among the churches of thy saints, The temples of my God! There shall I offer my requests, And see thy beauty still; Shall hear thy messages of love, And there inquire thy will. When troubles rise, and storms appear, There may his children hide; God has a strong pavilion where He makes my soul abide. Now shall my head be lifted high Above my foes around, And songs of joy and victory Within thy temple sound.
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