Glorious things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God;
He, whose words cannot be broken
Formed thee for his own abode;
On the rock of ages founded,
What can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation’s walls surrounded,
Thou mayst smile at all thy foes.
See the streams of living waters,
Springing from eternal love,
Well supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fear of want remove;
Who can faint while such a river
Ever flows their thirst to assuage;
Grace which, like the Lord the giver,
Never fails from age to age?
Round each habitation hovering,
See the cloud and fire appear
For a glory and a covering,
Showing that the Lord is near;
Thus deriving from their banner
Light by night and shade by day,
Safe they feed upon the manna
Which he gives them when they pray.
|First Line:||Glorious things of thee are spoken|
|Title:||Glorious Things of Thee Are Spoken|
|Author:||John Newton (1779)|
|Topic:||Creation; God's Love; Grace(5 more...)|
|Composer:||Franz Joseph Haydn (1797)|
|MIDI file:||WiS 006 Glorious Things of Thee Are Spoken.mid|