The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook ‎#R20b

R20b. How glorious Sion's courts appear

1 How glorious Sion’s courts appear,
the city of our God!
His throne he hath establish'd here,
here fix'd his lov'd abode.
2 Its walls, defended by his grace
no pow’r shall e’er o’erthrow,
salvation is its bulwark sure
against th’ assailing foe.

3 Lift up the everlasting gates,
the doors wide open fling;
enter, ye nations, who obey
the statutes of our King.
4 Here shall ye taste unmingled joys,
and dwell in perfect peace,
ye, who have known Jehovah’s name,
and trusted in his grace.

5 Trust in the Lord, for ever trust,
and banish all your fears;
strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells
eternal as his years.
6 What though the wicked dwell on high,
his arm shall bring them low;
low as the caverns of the grave
their lofty heads shall bow.

7 Along the dust shall then be spread
their tow’rs, that brave the skies:
on them needy’s feet shall tread,
and on their ruins rise.

Text Information

• First Line: How glorious Sion's courts appear
• Meter: CM
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 2004
• Scripture:
  Isaiah 26:1-7
• Notes: May sing to ASPURG (#29) or SHEFFIELD (#122)

Tune Information

• Name: IRISH
• Meter: CM
• Key: E Major
• Source: A Collection of Hymns and Sacred Poems, Dublin, 1749