Friday, March 01, 2024

Glorious things of thee are spoken

382 Austrian Hymn. 8. 7. 8. 7. D.

1 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 wall surrounded,
   Thou mayst smile at all thy foes.

2 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.

3 Round each habitation hovering,
   See the cloud and fire appear
   For a glory and a covering,
   Showing that the Lord is near!
   Glorious things of thee are spoken,
   Zion, city of our God;
   He, whose word cannot be broken,
   Formed thee for His own abode.
                         John Newton
                         The Methodist Hymnal 1939 edition

<idle musing>
While I don't recall consciously that I sang this, as I read the words, a tune came into my head, so I must have! This is a fairly popular hymn, occurring in almost 1300 hymnals. Cyberhymnal, as usual, has more verses. Verse 3 has a different second half, and verses 4 and 5 are added:

3. 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 our banner
   Light by night and shade by day;
   Safe they feed upon the manna
   Which He gives them when they pray.

4. Blest inhabitants of Zion,
   Washed in the Redeemer’s blood!
   Jesus, whom their souls rely on,
   Makes them kings and priests to God.
   ’Tis His love His people raises,
   Over self to reign as kings,
   And as priests, His solemn praises
   Each for a thank offering brings.

5. Savior, if of Zion’s city,
   I through grace a member am,
   Let the world deride or pity,
   I will glory in Thy name.
   Fading is the worldling’s pleasure,
   All his boasted pomp and show;
   Solid joys and lasting treasure
   None but Zion’s children know.

</idle musing>

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