H. Smart (1813-1879)
|Zion, founded on the mountains,|
God, thy Maker, loves thee well;
He has chosen Thee, most precious,
He delights in Thee to dwell;
God's own city, God's own city,
Who can all thy glory tell?
|Heathen lands and hostile peoples|
Soon shall come the Lord to know;
Nations born again in Zion
Shall the Lord's salvation show;
God Almighty, God Almighty,
Shall on Zion strength bestow.
|When the Lord shall count the nations,|
Sons and daughters He shall see,
Born to endless life in Zion,
And their joyful song shall be,
"Blessed Zion, Blessed Zion,
All our fountains are in Thee."