1 I love Thy kingdom, Lord,
the house of Thine abode,
the church our blest Redeemer saved
with His own precious blood.

2 I love Thy church, O God!
Her walls before Thee stand,
dear as the apple of Thine eye,
and graven on Thy hand.

3 For her my tears shall fall;
for her my prayers ascend;
to her my cares and toils be given
till toils and cares shall end.

4 Beyond my highest joy
I prize her heavenly ways,
her sweet communion, solemn vows,
her hymns of love and praise.

5 Sure as Thy truth shall last,
to Zion shall be given
the brightest glories earth can yield,
and brighter bliss of heaven.