Heavenly Sion, mirror shining\nWhere our hearts true peace behold,\nPalace of his fair designing\nWhom no worlds or heavens enfold,\nLong ago, thy birth divining,\nProphets of thy glory told.\n2. Holiday they keep unending,\nSafe and free within thy walls\nAlleluia ever sending\nEchoes from thy vocal halls;\nNought is there that needs amending,\nThere no evil shadow falls.\n3. Though no cloud hang o’er thee ever,\nYet thy air refreshment knows;\nEve these noon-days doth not sever,\nWhich the Sun of suns bestows ;\nNight is none, where toil comes never\nNone may labour, none repose.\n4. Ah, frail body, earth forsaking,\nIn what glory wilt thou rise!\nPassing fair in thy remaking,\nStrong and whole and swift and wise,\nFree, and joy in freedom taking,\nFramed for life that never dies.\n5. Up and stir thee, onward spur thee;\nWhat, though toil be hard to bear,\nIf God’s grace shall count thee worthy\nThose unguessed rewards to share?\n1 00\nBrief the pains that shall prefer thee\nTo eternal glory there.\n6. Here, by earthly cares surrounded,\nPraise we still the One in Three,\nWho those heavenly walls hath founded,\nMansion of the blest to be;\nTheirs to sing, with love unbounded,\nPraise to his eternity.