Glorious Things Of Thee Are Spoken

Glorious things of thee are spoken
Zion, city of our God
He, whose word cannot be broken
Formed thee for His own abode
On the Rock of Ages founded
What can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation's walls surrounded
Thou may'st smile at all thy foes

See, the streams of living waters
Springing from eternal love
Well supply thy sons and daughters
And all fear of want remove
Who can faint, while such a river
Ever flows their thirst to assuage?
Grace which, like the Lord, the giver
Never fails from age to age

Blest inhabitants of Zion
Purchased by the Savior's blood
Jesus, whom their souls rely on
Makes them kings and priests to God
While in love his Saints he raises
With himself to reign as King
All, as priests, his solemn praises
For thank-off'rings freely bring

Savior, if in Zion's city
I, through grace, a member am
Let the world deride or pity
I will glory in Thy name
Fading is the sinner's pleasure
All his boasted pomp and show
Solid joys and lasting treasure
None but Zion's children know

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