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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 favoured lot is thine! |
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2 | Every human tie may perish; Friend to friend unfaithful prove; Mothers cease their own to cherish; Heaven and earth at last remove; But no changes Can affect our Saviour’s love. |
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3 | Zion’s Friend in nothing alters, Though all others may and do; His is love that never falters, Always to its object true. Happy Zion! Crowned with mercies ever new. |
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4 | If our Lord should show displeasure, ’Tis to save, and not destroy; If He punish, ’tis in measure, And to rid us of alloy. Bless His wisdom! Soon our grief shall turn to joy. |
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5 | In the furnace God may prove us, Thence to bring us forth more bright, But will never cease to love us: We are precious in His sight: Happy Zion! God thine everlasting light. |
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Thomas Kelly, 1769-1855 |