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         I Love Your Kingdom, Lord

         I love your kingdom, Lord,
                the house of your abode,
        The church our blest redeemer saved
                with his own precious blood.

        I love your church, O God,
                whose walls before you stand,
        Dear as the apple of your eye,
                and graven on your hand.

        Sure as your truth shall last,
                to Zion shall be given
        The brightest glories earth can yield,
                and brighter bliss of heaven.