CH1941, Hymn #392

Verse 1
Unshaken as the sacred hills,
And fixed as mountains stand,
Firm as a rock the soul shall rest
That trusts th' Almighty hand.

Verse 2
Not walls nor hills could guard so well
Fair Salem's happy ground
As those eternal arms of love
That every saint surround.

Verse 3
Do good, O Lord, do good to those
Who cleave to Thee in heart,
Who on Thy truth alone repose,
Nor from Thy law depart.