Glorious things of thee are spoken Zion, city of our God He whose word 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 may 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 will their thirst assuage? Grace which, like the Lord, the giver Never fails from age to age Savior, since of Zion's city I thro' grace a member am Let the world deride or pity I will glory in thy name Fading are the world's vain pleasures All their boasted pomp and show Solid joys and lasting treasures None but Zion's children know