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You are come unto Mount Zion.
Heb. 12:22.
Not to the terrors of the Lord,
The tempest, fire, and smoke—
Not to the thunder of that word
Which God on Sinai spoke;—
2 But we are come to Zion hill,
The city of our God,
Where milder words declare his will,
And spread his love abroad.
3 Behold the great, the glorious host
Of angels clothed in light!
Behold the spirits of the just,
Whose faith is turned to sight!
4 Behold the blest assembly there,
Whose names are writ in heaven!
And God, the Judge, who doth declare
Their vilest sins forgiven!
5 Saints here, and those in Jesus dead,
But one communion make;
All join in Christ, their living head,
And of his grace partake.
6 In such society as this
My weary soul would rest;
The man that dwells where Jesus is
Must be for ever blessed.
Watts.