Zion is God's habitation.
Sing praises in Zion,
The city of our King.
Zion, the place of His choosing
Where saints are rejoicing.
Here God is their salvation.
Beautiful Zion, in elevation,
The joy of our King,
His satisfaction,
The joy of the whole earth.
Zion: how good and how pleasant,
The greatest enjoyment!
It's like the precious ointment.
Zion, how good and how pleasant,
In oneness we're dwelling.
The dew, oh, how refreshing!
Beautiful Zion, in elevation
How good and how pleasant,
The best enjoyment!
Our oneness is just Him.
Zion: our Oneness a Person,
As ointment, He's moving,
As dew He is descending,
Zion: our God is our dwelling,
As ointment, He's strengthening,
As dew, He's so supplying.
Beautiful Zion, in elevation
How good and how pleasant,
Man's satisfaction,
Our dwelling is this One.
Zion: in God we're abiding,
Our oneness and living,
The processed God, our all.
Zion, the ultimate blessing,
Of God with man mingling,
The Triune God dispensing.
Beautiful churches,
The golden lampstands—
God mingling with man;
His satisfaction,
The ultimate consummation!