Glorious things of Thee are spoken
- Tune: Abbot's leigh | Tune: Austria
- Meter: 87 87 D
- Style: Mid 20th Century | Style: Classical
- Abbot's Leigh Composer: Cyril Vincent Taylor (1907 - 1991) | Austria Composer: Franz Joseph Haydn (1732 - 1809)
- Lyricist: John Newton (1725 - 1807)
- Music Abbot's Leigh Copyright Oxford University Press
- Music Austria Public Domain.
- Lyrics Copyright Public Domain.
- Performance Copyright © 2008 Richard M S Irwin. Certain rights reserved.
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Glorious things of thee are spoken Lyrics
Glorious things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God!
He, Whose Word cannot be broken,
Formed 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.
See! the streams of living waters,
Springing from eternal love;
Well supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fear of want remove:
Who can faint while such a river
Ever flows their thirst to assuage?
Grace, which like the Lord, the Giver,
Never fails from age to age.
Round each habitation hovering,
See the cloud and fire appear!
For a glory and a cov’ring
Showing that the Lord is near.
Thus deriving from our banner
Light by night and shade by day;
Safe they feed upon the manna
Which He gives them when they pray.
Saviour, if of Zion’s city,
I through grace a member am,
Let the world deride or pity,
I will glory in Thy Name.
Fading is the worldling’s pleasure,
All his boasted pomp and show;
Solid joys and lasting treasure
None but Zion’s children know.