1 I love your kingdom, Lord,
The place of your abode,
The Church our blest Redeemer saved
With His own precious blood.
2 I love your Church, O God!
Its walls before you stand,
Dear as the apple of your eye
And graven on your hand.
3 Beyond my highest joy
I prize her heavenly ways,
Her sweet communion, solemn vows,
Itshymns of love and praise.
4 Sure as your truth shall last,
To Zion shall be given
The brightest glories earth can yield,
And brighter bliss of heaven.
