1.Great King of glory, come, And with Thy favor crown This temple as Thy home, This people as Thine own; Beneath this roof, 0 deign to show How God can dwell with men below. 2.Here may Thine ears attend Our interceding cries, And grateful praise ascend, Like incense, to the skies; Here may Thy word melodious sound, And spread celestial joys around. 3.Here may our unborn sons And daughters sound Thy praise, And shine, like polished stones, Through long-succeeding days; Here, Lord, display Thy saving power, While temples stand and men adore. 4.Here may the listening throng Receive Thy truth in love; Here Christians join the song Of seraphim above, Till all, who humbly seek Thy face, Rejoice in Thy abounding grace.