Songs 20

¹How glorious Sion’s courts appear,

the city of our God!

His throne he hath establish’d here,

here fix’d his lov’d abode.

²Its walls, defended by his grace,

no pow’r shall e’er o’erthrow,

Salvation is its bulwark sure

against th’ assailing foe.

³Lift up the everlasting gates,

the doors wide open fling;

Enter, ye nations, who obey

the statutes of our King.

⁴Here shall ye taste unmingled joys,

and dwell in perfect peace,

Ye, who have known JEHOVAH’s name,

and trusted in his grace.

⁵Trust in the Lord, for ever trust,

and banish all your fears;

Strength in the Lord JEHOVAH dwells

eternal as his years.

⁶What though the wicked dwell on high,

his arm shall bring them low;

Low as the caverns of the grave

their lofty heads shall bow.

⁷Along the dust shall then be spread

their tow’rs, that brave the skies:

On them the needy’s feet shall tread,

and on their ruins rise.