Zion Stands by Hills Surrounded

Zion stands by hills sur­round­ed

Zion

kept by pow­er di­vine;

All her foes shall be con­found­ed

Though the world in arms com­bine;

Happy Zi­on

what a fa­vored lot is thine!

Happy Zi­on

what a fa­vored lot is thine!

Every 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 can 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.