Happy the city where their sons

Verse 1

Happy the city where its sons, like pillars on a palace face, and daughters, bright as polished stones, give strength and beauty to the place. Happy the country where the sheep, cattle and corn, have large increase; where all securely work or sleep, and none of plunder break the peace.

Verse 2

Happy the land that loves the Lord, whose people know the Savior’s ways, relying on God’s holy word, rejoicing with their songs of praise. Happy the nation thus endowed; but more divinely blest are those who trust you, all-sufficient God, for all the good your grace bestows.