1. Recall how David swore,
  "I'll not come into my house,
  Nor go up to my bed,
  Give slumber to mine eyelids,
  Until I find a place for Thee,
  A place, O Lord, for Thee."
  Our mighty God desires a home
  Where all His own may come.
2. How blinded we have been,
  Shut in with what concerns us;
  While God's house lieth waste��
  Lord, break through, overturn us;
  We'll go up to the mountain,
  Bring wood and build the house;
  We'll never say, "Another day!"
  It's time! We'll come and build!
3. O Lord, against these days,
  Inspire some for Your building,
  Just as in David's day��
  A remnant who are willing
  To come and work in Your house,
  Oh, what a blessed charge!
  Your heart's desire, is our desire��
  We come, O Lord, to build.
4. Within those whom You'd call
  Put such a restless caring
  For building to give all��
  These times are for preparing;
  The gates of hell cannot prevail
  Against the builded Church!
  The hours are few, the builders too��
  Lord, build, O build in us!
  (Repeat last two lines)