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