I love thy kingdom, Lord I also know as a shorter song I love your church, O Lord. In the lyrics below I red texted the verses normally found in the shorter song (just change the thee’s and thou’s to you/your). 🙂 It’s a good song of praise, give it a listen! 🙂
Lyrics to I Love Thy Kingdom, Lord
I love Thy kingdom, Lord,
The house of Thine abode.
The church our blessed Redeemer saved
With His own precious blood.
I love Thy church, O God.
Her walls before Thee stand.
Dear as the apple of Thine eye,
And written on Thy hand.
If e’er to bless Thy sons
My voice or hands deny,
These hands let useful skills forsake,
This voice in silence die.
Should I with scoffers join
Her altars to abuse?
No! Better far my tongue were dumb,
My hand its skill should lose.
For her my tears shall fall
For her my prayers ascend,
To her my cares and toils be given
Till toils and cares shall end.
Beyond my highest joy
I prize her heavenly ways,
Her sweet communion, solemn vows,
Her hymns of love and praise.
Jesus, Thou friend divine,
Our Savior and our king,
Thy hand from every snare and foe
Shall great deliverance bring.
Sure as Thy truth shall last,
To Zion shall be given
The brightest glories earth can yield
And brighter bliss of Heaven.
Written in 1800 by Timothy Dwight, I love thy kingdom Lord is believed to be the oldest hymn written by an American still in regular use.
Massachutsetts born, this Congregationalist preacher was a grandson of Jonathan Edwards. Contracting small pox (from receiving an inoculation) affected him all his life, particularly with pain in his eyes. He could only read for 15 minutes at a time. Despite this, he wrote songs and manuscripts, served as a minister, was president of Yale, helped found the Andover Theological Seminary, learned Latin, and gained his doctorate of Divinity. Wiki has much to say about him.
The tune below I have sung this old hymn too as well, but it is a much less common version.
When I read about Dwight’s handicap and saw all that he had accomplished I was simply amazed. What a determined fellow he must have been. Dealing with that ever present pain, and yet still doing so much. Very good of God isn’t it?
As I read the words of this hymn, it was apparent how much Dwight loves the church. He sees it as the kingdom of God… well that might not be quite right. He sees God’s kingdom, and the church is a distinct part of it. Perhaps he could join in with those who mock the church, but doesn’t. Instead he sees the good of the church.
It makes me think. With all the divisions that are in the church do we pray for her? Do we see the good or do we scoff at the differences? How do we see the church? As part of the God’s kingdom as it surely is? Consider carefully the group of believers that the Lord calls his own.