O Zion, ci­ty of my God!
Thou ho­ly mount of love—
The tes­ti­mo­nies of the word,
Thy grace and beau­ty prove.

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Thy tow­ers they reach with­in the gate,
Were, seat­ed on His throne,
King Je­sus reigns in roy­al state,
With glo­ry and re­nown!

Thou’rt placed upon foun­da­tions sure,
And plant­ed deep in love;
And pal­ac­es of love so pure,
From all thy courts above.

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Thy walls of love are built on high—
And love thy bat­tle­ments—
Encompassed round on ev­ery side,
With love’s en­vir­on­ments.

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Rare gems and un­told wealth are found
Within thy gates of peace,
And trea­sures rich in thee abound,
Thy store shall ne’er de­crease.

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I roam up­on these heights sub­lime,
Whose glo­ry tint­ed walls
Protect me from the ills of time,
In love’s en­chant­ing halls.

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