II.LXIV. God the glory and the defence of Zion

1 Happy the church, thou sacred place,
The seat of thy Creator’s grace;
Thy holy courts are his abode:
Thou earthly palace of our God.

2 Thy walls are strength, and at thy gates
A guard of heavenly warriors waits;
Nor shall thy deep foundations move,
Fix'd on his counsels and his love.

3 Thy foes in vain designs engage,
Against his throne in vain they rage;
Like rising waves with angry roar,
That dash and die upon the shore.

4 Then let our souls in Zion dwell;
Nor fear the wrath of Rome and hell;
His arms embrace this happy ground,
Like brazen bulwarks built around.

5 God is our shield, and God our sun;
Swift as the fleeting moments run,
On us he sheds new beams of grace,
And we reflect his brightest praise.

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First Line: Happy the church, thou sacred place
Title: God the glory and the defence of Zion
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1793
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