Unshaken as the sacred hillAuthor: Isaac Watts
Published in 134 hymnals
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Unshaken as the sacred hill,
And firm as mountains be,
Firm as a rock the soul shall rest
That leans, O Lord, on thee.
Not walls nor hills could guard so well
Old Salem's happy ground,
As those eternal arms of love
That every saint surround.
While tyrants are a smarting scourge
To drive them near to God,
Divine compassion does allay
The fury of the rod.
Deal gently, Lord, with souls sincere,
And lead them safely on
To the bright gates of Paradise,
Where Christ their Lord is gone.
But if we trace those crooked ways
That the old serpent drew,
The wrath that drove him first to hell
Shall smite his followers too.
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|The Cyber Hymnal #10614||Unshaken As The Sacred Hill||Unshaken as the sacred hill||LONDON NEW||Isaac Watts||CM||<cite>The Psalms of David</cite>, 1719|