Zion, the city of our God

Zion, the city of our God,
How glorious is the place!
The Savior there has his abode,
And sinners see his face.

Firm against every adverse shock
Its mighty bulwarks prove;
'T is built upon the living Rock,
And walled around with love.

There all the fruits of glory grow,
And joys that never die;
And streams of grace and knowledge flow,
The soul to satisfy.

Come, set your faces Zionward,
The sacred road inquire;
And let a union to the Lord
Be henceforth your desire.

The gospel shines to give you light,
No longer, then, delay;
The Spirit waits to guide you right,
And Jesus is the way.

O Lord, regard thy people's prayer,
Thy promise now fulfil;
And young and old by grace prepare
To dwell on Zion's hill.