
Recall how David swore, «I'll not come into my house, Nor go up to my bed, Give slumber to mine eyelids, Until I find a place for Thee, A place, O Lord, for Thee.» Our mighty God desires a home Where all His own may come. How blinded we have been, Shut in with what concerns us; While God’s house lieth waste — Lord, break through, overturn us; We’ll go up to the mountain, Bring wood and build the house; We’ll never say, «Another day!» It’s time! We’ll come and build! O Lord, against these days, Inspire some for Your building, Just as in David’s day — A remnant who are willing To come and work in Your house, Oh, what a blessed charge! Your heart’s desire, is our desire — We come, O Lord, to build. Within those whom You’d call Put such a restless caring For building to give all — These times are for preparing; The gates of hell cannot prevail Against the builded Church! The hours are few, the builders too — Lord, build, O build in us! (Repeat last four lines) Author: Tony Rosmarin
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