I’m try­ing to climb up Zi­on’s hill,
For the Sav­ior whis­pers, Love;
Tho’ all be­neath is dark as death,
Yet the stars are bright above me.
Then up­ward still, to Zi­on’s hill,
To the land of joy and beau­ty;
My path be­fore shines more and more,
As it nears the gold­en ci­ty.

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I’m climbing up Zi­on’s hill,
I’m climb­ing up Zi­on’s hill,
Climbing, climb­ing,
Climbing up Zi­on’s hill.

I know I’m but a lit­tle child,
My strength will not pro­tect me;
But then I am the Sav­ior’s lamb,
And He will not ne­glect me.
Then all the time I’ll try to climb
This ho­ly hill of Zi­on;
For I am sure the way is pure,
And on it comes no li­on.

Refrain

Then come with me, we’ll up­ward go,
And climb this hill to­ge­ther;
And as we walk, we’ll sweet­ly talk,
And sing as we go thi­ther.
Then mount up still God’s ho­ly hill,
Till we reach the pear­ly por­tals;
Where rap­tured tongues pro­claim the songs
Of the shin­ing robed im­mor­tals.

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