How beauteous are their feet,

Who stand on Sion's hill,

Who bring salvation on their tongues,

And words of peace instil!

Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were an offering far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.

O God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Be thou our guard while troubles last,
And our eternal home.