The Defence of Zion. As birds their infant brood protect,

And spread their wings to shelter them, Thus saith the Lord to his elect,

"So will I guard Jerusalem."

And what is then Jerusalem,

This darling object of his care? Where is its worth in God's esteem? Who built it? who inhabits there?

Jehovah founded it in blood,

The blood of his incarnate Son;
There dwell the saints, once foes to God,
The sinners whom he calls his own,

There, though besieged on every side,
Yet much beloved, and guarded well,
From age to age they have defied

The utmost force of earth and hell.

Let earth repent, and hell despair,
This city has a sure defence;

Her name is called "THE LORD IS THERE;"
And who has power to drive him thence?

Zion.

GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God!

He whose word cannot be broken,
Formed thee for his own abode.

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On the Rock of ages founded,
What can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation's walls surrounded,
Thou may'st smile at all thy foes.

See! the streams of living waters,
Springing from eternal love,
Well supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fears of want remove:
Who can faint while such a river
Ever flows their thirst t' assuage?
Grace, which like the Lord, the giver,
Never fails from age to age.

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 their banner
Light by night, and shade by day,

Safe they feed upon the manna

Which he gives them when they pray.

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.

Saviour, 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.

The Recompense of the Reward.

My soul, with all thy wakened powers,
Survey the heavenly prize,

Nor let these glittering toys of earth
Allure thy wandering eyes.

The splendid crown which Moses chose.
Still beams around his brow;
While soon the king of Egypt's pride
Was taught in death to bow.

The joys and treasures of a day
I cheerfully resign;
Rich in the everlasting store
Secured by grace divine.

Let fools my wiser choice deride,
Angels and God approve;
Nor scorn of men, nor rage of hell,

My steadfast soul shall move.

With ardent eye, that bright reward
I daily will survey;
And in the glorious prospect lose
The sorrows of the way.

The End of our Faith .

Look up to yonder world,

See myriads round the throne;

Each bears a golden harp,

And wears a golden crown:
With zeal they strike
The sacred lyre,
And strive to raise
Their praises higher.

Believing in his name,

They in his footsteps trod;
His righteousness their hope,
Their only plea his blood;
Lo, now they reign
With him above,
Behold his face

And sing his love.

And shall we not aspire

Like them our course to run?'

The crown if we would wear,
That crown must first be won;
Divinely taught,

They showed the way;
First to believe

And then obey.

Early will I Seek Thee.

O GOD! thou art my God alone,
Early to thee my soul shall cry,
A pilgrim in a land unknown,

A thirsty land, whose springs are dry

O that it were as it hath been,
When praying in the holy place,
Thy power and glory I have seen,
And marked the footsteps of thy grace.

Yet through this rough and thorny maze
I follow hard on thee, my God;
Thine hand, unseen, upholds my ways,
I safely tread where thou hast trod.

Thee in the watches of the night
When I remember on my bed,
Thy presence makes the darkness light,
Thy guardian wings are round

Better than life itself thy love,

Dearer than all beside to me,

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For whom have I in heaven above,

head.

Or what on earth, compared with thee?

Praise with my heart, my mind, my voice,
For all thy mercy I will give;

My soul shall still in God rejoice,
My tongue shall bless thee while I live.