Luke_2-11: For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.

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.

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…