Thy dwelling place, O Lord, I love

Thy dwelling place, O Lord, I love;
  It is Thy Church so blessed,
It is Thy joy and heart’s delight
  And where Thy heart finds rest.

For her, Thyself Thou gavest, Lord,
  That she be Thine, complete;
For her, I too my body give,
  Thy heart’s desire to meet.

For her, Thou hast become my life,
  That she my living be;
For her, I would forsake myself,
  That she be filled with Thee.

The Church is Thy beloved Bride,
  Thou in Thy Body seen;
She is my joy and heart’s desire,
  The one on whom I lean.

In her, Thy full supply, O Lord,
  Thou dost to me impart;
In her am I possessed by Thee
  To satisfy Thy heart.

Thy dwelling place, O Lord, I love;
  It is Thy Church, Thy home;
In it I would forever live
  And never longer roam.