In Loud Exalted Strains

In loud, exalted strains
The King of Glory praise.
O’er heaven and earth He reigns
Through everlasting days;
But, Zion, thou so richly blest,
Art His delight, His chosen rest.
O King of Glory, come
And with Thy favor crown
This temple as Thy home,
This people as Thy own.
Beneath this roof vouchsafe to show
How God can dwell with men below. Now let Thine ear attend
Our supplicating cries;
Now let our praise ascend,
Accepted, to the skies;
Now let Thy Word, the Gospel, sound,
Spread its celestial blessing round. Here may the listening throng
Receive Thy truth and love;
Here Christians join the song
Of seraphim above
Till all who humbly seek Thy face
Rejoice in Thy abounding grace.