He is Precious by Fanny J. Crosby
(1)When the Heart made pure, is the temple of The Lord, And we Feel his presence there, Oh, the joy that comes when we gather in His name, at the hallowed hour of prayer.
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He is precious unto all that believe him, He is precious unto all that believe Him; Oh, the blessings we may claim, when we gather in His name, For the Lord will answer prayer.
(2)There are floods of light from His glory that descend, when we think our prospect dim, There are heights of love that His children may attain by a closer walk with Him.