1 How glorious Zion’s courts appear,
The city of our God!
His throne He hath established here,
Here fixed His loved abode.

2 Its wall, defended by His grace
No power shall e’er o’erthrow,
Salvation is its bulwark sure
Against th’ assailing foe.

3 Lift up the everlasting gates,
The doors wide open fling!
Enter, ye nations, who obey
The statutes of our King.

4 Trust in the Lord, forever trust,
And banish all your fears;
Strength In the Lord Jehovah dwells
Eternal as His years.

Amen.