Zion stands with hills surrounded
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Zion stands with hills surrounded,Zion, kept by power divine;All her foes shall be confounded,Though the world in arms combine:Happy Zion,—What a favored lot is thine!
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Every human tie may perish,Friend to friend unfaithful prove,Mothers cease their own to cherish,Heaven and earth at last remove;But no changesCan attend Jehovah's love.
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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.