No sleep nor slumber to his eyes
Good David would afford,
Till he had found below the skies
A dwelling for the Lord.
The Lord in Zion placed his name,
His ark was settled there;
To Zion the whole nation came
To worship thrice a year
But we have no such lengths to go,
Nor wander far abroad;
Where’er thy saints assemble now,
There is a house for God.