1 | Thy dwelling-place, O Lord, I love; |
| | It is Thy Church so blessed, |
| It is Thy joy and hearts delight |
| | And where Thy heart finds rest. |
2 | For her, Thyself Thou gavest, Lord, |
| | That she be Thine, complete; |
| For her, I too my body give, |
| | Thy hearts desire to meet. |
3 | For her, Thou hast become my life, |
| | That she my living be; |
| For her, I would forsake myself, |
| | That she be filled with Thee. |
4 | The Church is Thy beloved Bride, |
| | Thou in Thy Body seen; |
| She is my joy and hearts desire, |
| | The one on whom I lean. |
5 | In her, Thy full supply, O Lord, |
| | Thou dost to me impart; |
| In her am I possessed by Thee |
| | To satisfy Thy heart. |
6 | Thy dwelling-place, O Lord, I love; |
| | It is Thy Church, Thy home; |
| In it I would forever live |
| | And never longer roam. |