1 O Zion, 'tis thy God's command
That thou in strength securely stand;
O God, confirm and strengthen still,
Thy purposes in us fulfill.

2 O Thou, Whose glorious temple stands
In Zion, famed thro' heathen lands,
Kings shall thy pow'r and glory see,
And bring their presents unto Thee.

3 Thou wilt rebuke the fierce and strong
Who hate the right and choose the wrong,
And scatter those who peace abhor,
The nations that delight in war.

4 The heathen princes yet shall flee
From idols and return to Thee;
Earth's sinful and benighted lands
To God shall soon stretch out their hands.

5 Praise God and sing His matchless worth,
Ye kings and kingdoms of the earth;
He dwells within the heav'nly height,
And utters forth His voice of might.

6 Ascribe ye strength to God on high,
His might transcendent fills the sky;
His glory and omnipotence
Remain His people's sure defense.

7 Forth from Thy dwelling-place, O God,
Thy awful glory shines a-broad;
Thy people's strength is all from Thee;
Blest be Thy Name eternally.