Glorious things of thee are spoken
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Glorious things of thee are spoken,Zion, city of our God!He whose word cannot be broken,Formed thee for his own abode:On the Rock of Ages founded,What can shake thy sure repose?With salvation's walls surrounded,Thou mayest smile at all thy foes.
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See! the streams of living waters,Springing from eternal love,Well supply thy sons and daughters,And all fear of want remove:Who can faint while such a riverEver flows their thirst to assuage?—Grace, which, like the Lord, the Giver,Never fails from age to age.
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Round each habitation hovering,See the cloud and fire appearFor a glory and a covering,Showing that the Lord is near!Thus deriving from their bannerLight by night and shade by day,Safe they feed upon the mannaWhich he gives them when they pray.