1 Among the holy mountains @3high@1 Is his foundation fast; @3There seated in his sanctuary, His temple there is placed@1. 2 Sion's @3fair@1 gates the Lord loves more Than all the dwellings @3fair@1 Of Jacob's @3land, though there be store, And all within his care@1. 3 City of God, most glorious things Of thee @3abroad@1 are spoke; 4 I mention Egypt, @3where proud kings Did our forefathers yoke@1; I mention Babel to my friends, Philistia @3full of scorn@1, And Tyre with Ethiop's @3utmost ends@1: Lo this man there was born. 5 But @3twice that praise shall in our ear@1 Be said of Sion @3last@1: This and this man was born in her, High God shall fix her fast. 6 The Lord shall write it in a scroll That ne'er shall be outworn, When he the nations doth enroll, That this man there was born. 7 Both they who sing, and they who dance @3With sacred songs are there@1; In thee @3fresh brooks and soft streams glance And@1 all my fountains @3clear@1. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG OF TWO CROWS by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE SMALL SELF AND THE LIBERAL SELF by JAMES GALVIN LOVELIGHT by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE BLACK MONKEY by KATHERINE MANSFIELD DOMESDAY BOOK: JOHN SCOFIELD by EDGAR LEE MASTERS DRAW THE SWORD, O REPUBLIC by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |