Zion Stands by Hills Surrounded

Verse 1

Zion stands by hills surrounded, Zion, kept by pow’r divine; All her foes shall be confounded, Though the world in arms combine; Happy Zion, what a favored lot is thine!

Verse 2

Every human tie may perish; Friend to friend unfaithful prove; Mothers cease their own to cherish; Heav’n and earth at last remove; But no changes can attend Jehovah’s love.

Verse 3

In the furnace God may prove thee, Thence to bring thee forth more bright, But can never cease to love thee; Thou art precious in His sight; God is with thee—God, thine everlasting Light.