Great is our redeeming Lord,

In pow’r, and truth, and grace;

Him, by highest heav’n ador’d,

His church on earth doth praise:

In the city of our God,

In His holy mount below,

Publish, spread His name abroad,

And all His greatness show.

For thy lovingkindness, Lord,

We in Thy temple stay;

Here thy faithful love record:

With thy name thy praise is known,

Glorious thy perfection shine;

Earth’s remotest bounds shall own

Thy works are all divine.

See the Gospel Church secure,

And founded on a rock;

All her promises are sure;

Her bulwarks who can shock?

Count her every precious shrine;

Tell, to after-ages tell,

Fortified by pow’r divine,

The church can never fail.

Zion’s God is all our own,

Who on His Love rely;

We His pard’ning love have known,

And live to Christ, and die:

To the new Jerusalem

He our faithful Guide shall be:

Him we claim, and rest in Him,

Through all eternity.