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Zion Stands by Hills Surrounded
Author: Thomas Kelly Hymnal: LH1941 #474 (1941) Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.7 Tune Title: ZION Lyrics: 1 Zion stands by hills surrounded,
Zion, kept by pow'r divine;
All her foes shall be confounded,
Tho' the world in arms combine;
Happy Zion,
What a favored lot is thine!
2 Ev'ry 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.
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.
Amen. Topics: The Church Communion of Saints Scripture: Psalm 125:2 Languages: English
Zion Stands by Hills Surrounded
Zion Mourns in Fear and Anguish
Author: Catherine Winkworth; Johann Heermann Hymnal: LH1941 #268 (1941) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Tune Title: ZION KLAGT Lyrics: 1 Zion mourns in fear and anguish,
Zion, city of our God.
"Ah," she says, "how sore I languish,
Bowed beneath the chast'ning rod!
For my God forsook me quite
And forgot my sorry plight
Mid these troubles now distressing,
Countless woes my soul oppressing.
2 "Once," she mourns, "He promised plainly
That His help should e'er be near;
Yet I now must seek Him vainly
In my days of woe and fear.
Will His anger never cease?
Will He not renew His peace?
Will He not show forth compassion
And again forgive transgression?"
3 "Zion, surely I do love thee,"
Thus to her the Savior saith,
"Tho' with many woes I prove thee
And thy soul is sad to death.
For My troth is pledged to thee;
Zion, thou art dear to Me.
Deep within My heart I've set thee,
That I never can forget thee.
4 "Let not Satan make thee craven;
He can threaten, but not harm.
On My hands thy name is graven,
And thy shield is My strong arm.
How, then, could it ever be
I should not remember thee,
Fail to build thy wall, My city,
"And look down on thee with pity?
5 "Ever shall Mine eyes behold thee;
On My bosom thou art laid.
Ever shall My love enfold thee;
Never shalt thou lack Mine aid.
Neither Satan, war, nor stress
Then shall mar thy happiness:
With this blessèd consolation
Be thou firm in tribulation."
Amen.
Topics: The Church Year Reformation Scripture: Isaiah 49:14-17 Languages: English
Zion Mourns in Fear and Anguish
