257   UNSHAKEN AS THE SACRED HILLS




[V1]


Unshaken as the sacred hills,
And fixed as mountains stand;
Firm as the rock the soul shall rest,
That trusts the Almighty hand.

[V2]
Not walls nor hills could guard so well,
Fair Salem’s happy ground,
As those eternal arms of love,
That every saint surround.

[V3]
Do good, O Lord, do good to those,
Who cleave to Thee in heart,
Who on thy truth alone repose,
Nor from Thy law depart.