The Lord of glory is my light,

And my salvation too;

God is my strength, nor will I fear

What all my foes can do.

2 One blessing, Lord, my heart desires;

O, grant me my abode

Among the churches of thy saints,

The temples of my God.

3 There shall I offer my requests,

And see thy glory still;

Shall hear thy messages of love,

And learn thy holy will.

4 When troubles rise, and storms appear,

There may his children hide;

God has a strong pavilion, where

He makes my soul abide.

5 Now shall my head be lifted high

Above my foes around,

And songs of joy and victory

Within thy temple sound.