645. C. M. Watts. The Same. 1 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. 2 One privilege my heart desires -- Oh grant me an abode Among the churches of thy saints, The temples of my God! 3 There shall I offer my requests, And see thy beauty still; Shall hear thy messages of love, And there inquire thy will. 4 When troubles rise and storms appear, There may his children hide: God has a strong pavilion, where He makes my soul abide. 5 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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