Glorious things of thee are spoken

Glorious things of thee are spoken

Holy 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 blessed members

And all fear of want remove;

Who can faint

when such a river

Ever flows their thirst t’ assuage?

Grace which

like the Lord

the giver

Never fails from age to age.

Blest constituents of Zion

Washed in the Redeemer’s blood;

Jesus

whom their souls rely on

Makes them kings and priests to God.

’Tis His love His people raises

Over self to reign as kings:

And as priests

His worthy praises

Each his thankful offering brings.

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 members know.