Jefferson

Lyrics

Glorious things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God!
He whose word can ne’er be broken,
Form’d thee for His own abode.
On the Rock of Ages founded,
Who can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation’s walls surrounded,
Thou mayst 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 t’assuage;
Grace which like the Lord, the giver,
Never fails from age to age.