How God’s heart yearns for fair ’Salem

How God’s heart yearns for fair ’Salem,
For Zion’s peak, His love, His gem,
God with man blent, mutual rest;
Will we embrace God’s deep pleasure?

I, though so plain, entrance can gain,
To Zion turn, vict’ry obtain.
With vision bright guiding my steps,
Cast weights aside, forward pressing.

His grace supplies, His love constrains;
“Isaac’s” upon faith’s altar lain.
Earth’s aims are ash—what fragrance sweet!
God’s holy plan is life’s meaning.

The clouds surround; the race let’s run;
Spiritual war, we fight as one.
Self-will denied, the Body’s built,
High peak in sight, truth revealing.

Co-work in love, ceaselessly toil;
Follow the flow, one heart, one soul.
High gospel spread to all the earth;
Build Zion; speed Your returning!