1 Glorious things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God!
He whoso word cannot be broken,
Chose thee for his own abode:
2 On the Rock of Enoch founded;
What can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation's wall surrounded,
Thou may'st smile on all thy foes.
3 See the stream of living waters,
Springing from celestial love,
Well supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fear of drough remove:
4 Who can faint, while such a river
Ever flows their thirst t'assuage?
Grace which like the Lord, the giver,
Never fails from age to age.
5 Round each habitation hov'ring,
See the cloud and fire appear!
For a glory and a cov'ring,
Showing that the Lord is near:
6 Thus deriving from their banner,
Light by night and shade by day;
Sweetly they enjoy the Spirit,
Which he gives them when they pray.
7 Bless'd inhabitants of Zion,
Purchas'd with the Savior's blood!
Jesus whom their souls rely on,
Makes them kings and priests to God.
8 While in love his people raises,
With himself to reign as kings;
All, as priests, his solemn praises,
Each for a thank-offering brings.
9 Savior, since of Zion's city
I through grace a member am;
Though the world despise and pity,
I will glory in thy name.
10 Fading are all worldly treasures,
With their boasted pomp and show!
Heav'nly joys and lasting pleasures
None but Zion's children know.