89 I love Thy kingdom, Lord

1 I love Thy kingdom, Lord; The house of Thine abode; The Church our blest Redeemer saved With His own precious blood. 2 I love Thy Church, O God! Her walls before Thee stand. Dear as the apple of Thine eye, And graven on Thy hand. 3 For her my tears shall fall, For her my prayers ascend; To her my cares and toils be given, Till toils and cares shall end. 4 Beyond my highest joy I prize her heavenly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise. 5 Jesus, Thou Friend divine, Our Savior and our King, Thy hand from every snare and foe Shall great deliverance bring. 6 Sure as Thy truth shall last, To Zion shall be given The brightest glories earth can yield, And brighter bliss of heaven.