All who, with heart con­fid­ing,
Depend on God alone,
Like Zi­on’s mount abid­ing,
Shall ne’er be ov­er­thrown.
Like Zi­on’s ci­ty, bound­ed
By guard­ing mount­ains broad,
His peo­ple are sur­round­ed
Forever by their God.

No scep­ter of op­press­ion
Shall hold un­brok­en sway,
Lest un­to base trans­gress­ion
The right­eous turn away.
Thy fa­vor be im­part­ed
To god­ly men, O Lord,
Bless all that are pure-heart­ed,
The good with good re­ward.

The men who false­hood cher­ish,
Forsaking truth and right,
With wick­ed men shall per­ish;
God will their sin re­quite;
From sin Thy saints de­fend­ing,
Their joy, O Lord, in­crease,
With mer­cy nev­er end­ing
And ev­er­last­ing peace.