We’ve No Abiding City Here
By Thomas Kelly, 1865
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.
Nice post, kind of drawn out though. Really good subject matter though.
Excellent hymn. I love this song very much. Why? Because woe unto us if this world is all there is. We seek a better country whose maker and sustainer is God!
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my heart is lifted.amen
may all humanity invest in the very purpose and intent of this hymn
oh yea.The promise of God’s city brings comfort,joy,real hope and the truest and very purpose of human existence.Let’s seek this city with fear and trembling and say :COME,LORD JESUS for we long to realise Your appointed time,Amen.