Zion's Harp ‎#133

133. Triumph, O thou city fair

1 Triumph, O Thou city fair, Which the Saviour does prepare For the righteous fold so pure! They are ever kept secure. 2 Though the enemies assail, Fearless shall Thy flock prevail, For the Lord of glory bright Gives thee liberty and light. 3 Doth the nations’ wrath increase? Let them rage--bear thou in peace! Suffer in a patient mood; Bleed! for fruitful is thy blood! 4 All thy foes the Lord pursues, Till at length He all subdues, Lays the world beneath His yoke, Who His vengeance did provoke. 5 He who will not to Thee turn, And Thy pard’ning graces spurn, Shall not see Thy glory bright, But great woe and endless night. 6 “Jesus lives!” my song shall be. He upholds and comforts me. Though all hell oppose my ways, God defends me. Him I’ll praise! 7 And Thy fold in one accord Worships Thee, our King and Lord! When the storms are raging sore, Be our refuge evermore!

Text Information

• First Line: Triumph, O thou city fair
• Original Language: German
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 2003
• Notes: Author: Johann Andreas Cramer

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