2 See! the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love, Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove. Who can faint while such a river Ever flows their thirst t' assuage? Grace, which, like the Lord the giver, Never fails from age to age. 3 Round each habitation hovering, See the cloud and fire appear! For a glory and a covering, Showing that the Lord is near. Fading is the worldling's pleasure, All his boasted pomp and show; Solid joys and lasting treasure None but Zion's children know. 654. S. M. Watts. Safety of the Church. 1 How honored is the place Where we adoring stand!-- Zion, the glory of the earth, And beauty of the land. 2 Bulwarks of grace defend The city where we dwell, While walls, of strong salvation made, Defy th' assaults of hell. 3 Lift up th' eternal gates; The doors wide open fling; Enter, ye nations that obey The statutes of your King. 4 Here taste unmingled joys, And live in perfect peace, You that have known Jehovah's name, And ventured on his grace. 5 Trust in the Lord, ye saints, And banish all your fears; Strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells, Eternal as his years. 655. C. M. Anonymous. The Jewish and the Christian Zion. Ps. 48. 1 With stately towers and bulwarks strong, Unrivalled and alone, Loved theme of many a sacred song, God's holy city shone. 2 Thus fair was Zion's chosen seat, The glory of all lands; Yet fairer, and in strength complete, The Christian temple stands. 3 The faithful of each clime and age This glorious church compose; Built on a rock, with idle rage The threatening tempest blows. 4 In vain may hostile bands alarm, For God is her defence; How weak, how powerless is each arm, Against Omnipotence! 656. S. M. Watts. Gospel Order. 1 Far as thy name is known The world declares thy praise; Thy saints, O Lord, before thy throne, Their songs of honor raise. 2 Let strangers walk around The city where we dwell, Survey with care thine holy ground, And mark the building well,-- 3 The order of thy house, The worship of thy court, The cheerful songs, the solemn vows, And make a fair report. 4 How decent and how wise! How glorious to behold! Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, And rites adorned with gold. 5 The God we worship now Will guide us till we die,-- Will be our God while here below, And ours above the sky. 657. S. M. Dwight. Attachment to the Church.