Unshaken as the Sacred Hills

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

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

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