#278By Thee We Rise

Words: Anon
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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.
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See, the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love, Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove.
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Blest inhabitants of Zion, Washed in the Redeemer's blood, Jesus, whom their souls rely on, Makes them kings and priests to God.

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