2 Thou heard'st, well-pleased, the song, the And where their pilgrim feet have trod,

The God they trusted guards their graves.

4 And here Thy name, O God of love! Their children's children shall adore, Till these eternal hills remove,

And spring adorns the earth no more.

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Give to us peace in our time, O Lord!

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Give to us pardon and peace, O Lord!

4 So shall we glorify, filled with devotion,
Thy grace that saved us from peril and sword;
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"Not unto us, but to Thee, O Lord!"

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2 We mark her goodly battlements, And her foundations strong;

We hear within the solemn voice

Of her unending song.

3 For, not like kingdoms of the world,

Thy holy church, O God!

4 This shall be known when we are dead, And left on long record,

That ages yet unborn may read,

And trust and praise the Lord.

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Isaac Watts, 1719.

Though earthquake shocks are threatening TRUST in the Lord, forever trust,

And tempests are abroad;

4 Unshaken as eternal hills,

Immovable she stands,

A mountain that shall fill the earth,

A house not made by hands.

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And banish all your fears;

Strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells,
Eternal as His years.

2 Lift up the everlasting gates,
The doors wide open fling;

Arthur Cleveland Coxe, 1839,a. Ye nations enter, that obey

LET Zion and her sons rejoice;
Behold the promised hour!

Her God hath heard her mourning voice,
And comes t' exalt His power.

2 Her dust and ruins that remain,
Are precious in our eyes;

Those ruins shall be built again,

And all that dust shall rise.

3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem,
And stand in glory there;
Nations shall bow before His name,
And kings attend with fear.

The statutes of our King.

3 Behold the Morning Star arise,
Ye that in darkness sit;

He marks the path that leads to peace,
And guides our doubtful feet.

4 Be every vale exalted high,
Sink every mountain low:

The proud must stoop, and humble souls
Shall His salvation know.

5 The heathen realms with Israel's land
Shall join in sweet accord;

And all that's born of man shall see
The glory of the Lord.

Isaac Watts, 1707.