We’ve No Abiding City Here – Hymn

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Written By Thomas Kelly

We’ve no abiding city here:
This may distress the worldling’s mind,
But should not cost the saint a tear,
Who hopes a better rest to find.

We’ve no abiding city here:
Sad truth! Were this to be our home!
But let this thought our spirits cheer;
We seek a city yet to come.

We’ve no abiding city here;
We seek a city out of sight.
Zion its name; the Lord is there;
It shines with everlasting light.

Zion! Jehovah is her strength;
Secure she smiles at all her foes;
And weary travellers at length
Within her sacred walls repose.

Hush, my soul, nor dare repine;
The time my God appoints is best;
While here to do His will be mine,
And His to fix my time of rest.

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