| Song | How Honored How Dear |
| Album | The Christian Hymn Book |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | A. Campbell And Others |
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| Tags | How Honored How Dear |
| Theme(s) | Prayer And Social Meetings |
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How Honored, How Dear, Is That Sacred Abode,
Where Christians Draw Near To Their Father And God:
’Mid Worldly Commotion My Wearied Soul Faints
For The House Of Devotion, The Home Of Thy Saints.
Thou Hearer Of Prayer, O Still Grant Me A Place
Where Christians Repair To The Courts Of Thy Grace,
More Blest Beyond Measure One Day So Employed,
Than Years Of Vain Pleasure By Worldlings Enjoyed.
Me More Would It Please Keeping Post At Thy Gate,
Than Lying At Ease In The Chambers Of State;
The Meanest Condition Outshines With Thy Smiles,
The Pomp Of Ambition, The World With Its Wiles.
The Lord Is A Sun, And The Lord Is A Shield:
What Grace Has Begun, Will With Glory Be Sealed;
He Hears The Distressed, He Succours The Just,
And They Shall Be Blessed Who Make Him Their Trust.
