Asking the Way to Zion

I

Zion, the city of our God,
How glorious is the place!
The Saviour there has his abode,
And sinners see his face!

II

Firm against every adverse shock
Its mighty bulwarks prove;
’Tis built upon the living Rock,
And wall’d around with love.

III

There all the fruits of glory grow,
And joys that never die;
And streams of grace and knowledge flow,
The soul to satisfy.

IV

Come, set your faces Zion-ward,
The sacred road enquire;
And let a union to the Lord
Be henceforth your desire.

V

The gospel shines to give you light;
No longer, then, delay;
The Spirit waits to guide you right,
And Jesus is the way.

VI

O Lord, regard thy people’s prayer,
Thy promise now fulfill;
And young and old by grace prepare
To dwell on Zion’s hill.