Thus saith the high and lofty One,

Inhabiting eternity;

Earth is My footstool, Heaven My throne,

What temple will ye build for Me?

Restore Me now Mine own.

Behold the temple of My choice;

My dwelling is the humble soul;

To make the broken heart rejoice,

The wounded spirit to make whole;

Then hearken to My voice.

Here, O Thou high and lofty One,

Bow down Thine heavens to dwell with me;

Here plant Thy footstool, raise Thy throne,

Rebuild Thy fallen sanctuary;

I yield Thee back Thine own.

Behold the temple of Thy choice,

Eternity within my soul;

Now make the broken heart rejoice,

The wounded spirit now make whole;

Lord! I have heard Thy voice.