Hymns and Tunes 1886 16
Lord Jesus, how lovely thou art
1Lord Jesus, how lovely thou art,
E'en on thy temples are!
Here thy waiting people see
Much of heaven and much of thee.
2From thy gracious presence flows
Bliss that softens all our woes;
While thy Spirit's holy fire
Warms our hearts with pure desire.
3Here we supplicate thy throne;
Here thy pardoning grace is known;
Here we learn thy righteous ways,
Taste thy love, and sing thy praise.
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The verse
- Meter
- 8.7.7.8
- Foot
- trochaic (DUM-da) · 49% of beats fit
- Rhyme
- AABB
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/ stressed · ˘ unstressed · ? not in the dictionary
Verse 1
Lord Jesus, how lovely thou art,//˘//˘//8A
E'en on thy temples are!??˘//˘˘7B
Here thy waiting people see///˘/˘/7C
Much of heaven and much of thee./˘/˘˘/˘/8C
Verse 2
From thy gracious presence flows˘//˘/˘/7A
Bliss that softens all our woes;/˘/˘//˘/8A
While thy Spirit's holy fire///˘/˘/˘8B
Warms our hearts with pure desire.//˘/˘/˘/˘9B
Verse 3
Here we supplicate thy throne;/˘???//7A
Here thy pardoning grace is known;///˘˘/˘/8A
Here we learn thy righteous ways,/˘///˘/7B
Taste thy love, and sing thy praise.///˘///7B
Counted by machine from the CMU Pronouncing Dictionary. It cannot hear emphasis or a poet’s licence, so treat it as a place to start reading, not the last word.