To Thy temple I re­pair;
Lord, I love to wor­ship there
When with­in the veil I meet
Christ be­fore the mer­cy seat.

I through Him am re­con­ciled,
I through Him be­come Thy child.
Abba, Fa­ther, give me grace
In Thy courts to seek Thy face.

While Thy glo­ri­ous praise is sung,
Touch my lips, un­loose my tongue,
That my joy­ful soul may bless
Christ the Lord, my right­eous­ness.

While the pray­ers of saints as­cend,
God of love, to mine attend.
Hear me, for Thy Spir­it pleads;
Hear, for Je­sus in­ter­cedes.

While I heark­en to Thy law,
Fill my soul with hum­ble awe
Till Thy Gos­pel bring to me
Life and im­mor­tal­ity.

While Thy min­is­ters pro­claim
Peace and par­don in Thy name,
Through their voice, by faith, may I
Hear Thee speak­ing from the sky.

From Thy house when I re­turn,
May my heart with­in me burn,
And at ev­en­ing let me say,
I have walked with God to­day.