423 ~ Glorious Things of Thee Are Spoken
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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 wall surrounded, Thou mayst smile at all thy foes.
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See the streams of living waters Springing from eternal love, Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear and want remove; Who can faint when such a river Ever flows their thirst to assuage? Grace, which, like the Lord, the Giver, Never fails from age to age.
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Round each habitation hovering, See the cloud and fire appear For a glory and a covering, Showing that the Lord is near; Blest inhabitants of Zion, Washed in the Redeemer's blood; Jesus, whom their souls rely on, Makes them kings and priests to God.
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Savior, if of Zion's city I, through grace, a member am, Let the world deride or pity, I will glory in Thy name; Fading is the worldling's pleasure, All his boasted pomp and show; Solid joys and lasting treasure None but Zion's children know.