Who dwells in the house of the holiest Lord?
The man who is blameless and lives out His word,
And we, His elect, from our sinning restored,
Are given the right of a place in His court.
And we, seven lamp stands, will shine out His light,
Within His dear presence and always in sight.
Our greatest of gifts unto God we ignite,
To show all the nations the goodness of Christ.
And we have the show-bread – the best of our food,
Is Him who has given His body and blood,
And He who was tortured as our substitute,
To mediate and to prepare us a room.
Our bread and our light now in Jesus we see,
Then we as God’s sons must in Christ-likeness be,
Equipped as His sons, giving generously,
Belonging to Him, and in Him we are free.
Every rest that Christ commanded,
Points as types and shadows,
To the rest in Christ now branded,
Of the days He hallowed.
Rest then showing our salvation,
Not by works receiving,
Trusting God against damnation,
In His grace believing.
Too, remember His creation,
Trumpets shrilly singing,
Keep yourselves – His holy nation,
He His kingdom bringing.
Keep your words and ways then humble,
Resting in His working,
These two things would make you stumble,
Christ atonement birthing.
And the harvest celebration,
All in tents are dwelling,
Showing Jesus’ incarnation,
Joy before the Lord displaying,
We the fruits He gathered,
Worship – joyous music playing,
Thanks to God the Father!
Resting in His many graces,
In your dwellings praise Him.
Keep His rest in all your places,
Every house embrace Him!
God chose us not through works we’ve done,
Obtained adoption for His own,
Our free redemption through His son,
Done at the cross – our sin’s atoned,
Now making all His mysteries known,
Entitled as heirs of His throne,
Within His Spirit sealed and grown –
So, for His glory, grace was shown!