1 Within Thy temple, Lord,
We think on mercies past;
Let earth all praise accord,
Long as Thy Name shall last;
The righteous judgments of her King
Let Zion and her daughters sing.

2 About Mount Zion go,
Her tow'rs and ramparts tell;
That ye her strength may know,
Mark her defenses well;
Her royal palaces behold
That ye her glories may unfold.

3 To all the coming race
Repeat the message o'er:
This mighty God of grace
Is ours for evermore;
Yea,He our Saviour will abide,
And unto death will be our guide.