Jesus shall reign. Oh, to be found among his friends! Who would wish to wear the garments of shame?
Glorious things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God!
He whose word cannot be broken,
Form’d thee for his own abode:
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.