They, like to Sion's sacred mount

Verse 1

They, like to Sion's sacred mount, Who in the Lord confide. Shall stand unmoved, in midst of storms, And ever safe abide.

Verse 2

Lo! how the mountains, compassing, Jerusalem, ascend; The Lord, his people, so surrounds, And ever will defend.

Verse 3

The rod of wickedness shall not On just men's lot remain; Lest righteous men put forth their hands, And them with evil stain.

Verse 4

To all that are sincerely good, Thy goodness, Lord, impart; O may it freely flow to all That are upright in heart.

Verse 5

They that to crooked ways decline, The Lord shall force them down. Where wicked men are doomed to go; But peace shall Israel crown.