How glorious Zion's courts appear

Verse 1

How glorious Sion’s courts appear, the city of our God! His throne he hath establish'd here, here fix'd his lov'd abode.

Verse 2

Its walls, defended by his grace no pow’r shall e’er o’erthrow, salvation is its bulwark sure against th’ assailing foe.

Verse 3

Lift up the everlasting gates, the doors wide open fling; enter, ye nations, who obey the statutes of our King.

Verse 4

Here shall ye taste unmingled joys, and dwell in perfect peace, ye, who have known Jehovah’s name, and trusted in his grace.

Verse 5

Trust in the Lord, for ever trust, and banish all your fears; strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells eternal as his years.

Verse 6

What though the wicked dwell on high, his arm shall bring them low; low as the caverns of the grave their lofty heads shall bow.

Verse 7

Along the dust shall then be spread their tow’rs, that brave the skies: on them needy’s feet shall tread, and on their ruins rise.