4 Unshaken as eternal hills, A mountain that shall fill the earth, 764 WITH ITH stately towers and bulwarks strong, Loved theme of many a sacred song, 2 Thus fair was Zion's chosen seat, Yet fairer, and in strength complete, 3 The faithful of each clime and age 4 Fear not; though hostile bands alarm, And weak and powerless every arm 765 The kingdoms one. Harriet Auber. C. M. HAPPY the souls to Jesus joined, Walking in all his ways, they find 2 The Church triumphant in thy love, 3 Thee in thy glorious realm they praise, And bow before thy throne; We in the kingdom of thy grace: 4 The holy to the holiest leads, 766 BE The sure Foundation. Charles Wesley. C. M. EHOLD the sure Foundation-stone To build our heavenly hopes upon, 2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear, 3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest, Yet on this Rock the Church shall rest, 4 What though the gates of hell withstood? Yet must this building rise; "Tis thine own work, Almighty God, And wondrous in our eyes. 767 ΟΙ Good news for Zion. Isaac Watts. N the mountain's top appearing, Lol the sacred herald stands, Welcome news to Zion bearing, Zion, long in hostile lands: Mourning captive! 8, 7, 4. God himself shall loose thy bands. 2 Has thy night been long and mournful? Zion still is well beloved. 3 God, thy God, will now restore thee; Zion's King will surely send. 4 Peace and joy shall now attend thee; End in everlasting rest. Thomas Kelly. 768 Jehovah, the defense of Zion. 8, 7, 4. ION stands with hills surrounded, Zion, kept by power divine: All her foes shall be confounded, What a favored lot is thine! Can attend Jehovah's love. 3 In the furnace God may prove thee, God, thine everlasting light. Thomas Kelly. C. M. TOW lovely are thy dwellings, Lord, HOW How beautiful the sweet accord Of souls that pray to thee! 2 Lord God of hosts that reign'st on high! They are the truly blest Who only will on thee rely, In thee alone will rest. 3 They pass refreshed the thirsty vale, 4 They journey on from strength to strength, With joy and gladsome cheer, Till all before our God at length John Milton. LOVE thy kingdom, Lord, S. M. The Church our blest Redeemer saved 2 I love thy Church, O God! 3 For her my tears shall fall, 4 Beyond my highest joy I prize her heavenly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows, 5 Sure as thy truth shall last, The brightest glories earth can yield, Timothy Dwight. LORD, thy work revive, 2 O let thy chosen few S. M. 3 Thy Spirit then will speak 4 Now lend thy gracious ear; O come, and bring salvation near; 772 Phoebe H. Brown. The Church's confidence and security. W And feel his sprinkled blood, In storms and hurricanes abide Firm as the mount of God: 2 As round Jerusalem The hilly bulwarks rise, On every side he stands, And for his Israel cares; And safe in his almighty hands S. M. Charles Wesley. |