Charles Swain

I stand on Zion’s mount,

And view my starry crown;

Charles Swain

I stand on Zion’s mount,

And view my starry crown;

No power on earth my hope can shake,

Nor hell can thrust me down.

The lofty hills and towers,

That lift their heads on high,

Shall all be leveled low in dust,

Their very names shall die.

The vaulted heavens shall fall,

Built by Jehovah’s hands;

But firmer than the heavens the Rock

Of my salvation stands.

 

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