Zion stands with hills surrounded
Zion, kept by pow'r divine;
All her foes shall be confounded
Tho' the world in arms combine.
Happy Zion!
What a favored lot is thine!
Happy Zion!
What a favored lot is thine!
Ev'ry human tie may perish,
Friend to friend unfaithful prove;
Mothers cease their own to cherish;
Heav'n and earth at last remove;
But no changes
Can attend Jehovah's love.
But no changes
Can attend Jehovah's love.
In the furnace God may prove thee,
Thence to bring thee forth more bright,
But will never cease to love thee;
Thou art precious in his sight.
God is with thee—
God, thine everlasting light!
God is with thee—
God, thine everlasting light!