hymnal 210
1. 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 walls surrounded, Thou may'st smile at all thy foes.
2. See! the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love,
Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove.
Who can faint, while such a river Ever flows their thirst t'assuage?
Grace which, like the Lord, the giver, Never fails from age to age.
3. Savior, if of Zion's city I though grace a member am,
Let the world deride or pity, I will glory in that name.
Fading is the worldlings pleasure, All his vaunted pomp and show;
Solid joys and lasting treasure Only Zion's children know. Amen.