Zion, dwelling of God.
Zion, rich brotherhood.
My heart loves to belong
Joined to the stong
Nothing shall break
Nothing shall shake
This bond of love.
Zion is a very special word for us. Used in the Bible to designate the people of God, for us it’s become almost a family name, an identity. We are Zion. A people for God, a people devoted to King Jesus (just as the inhabitants of Old Testament Zion were devoted to David), a shining city on a hill.
While we were singing, I became filled with what I can only describe as impossible joy.
My heart loves to belong. Here’s another Zion song we sing:
My heart is held and planted in Zion
And world and death and sorrow
Can never part this bond we have.
Almighty King to You alone be given
The worship of this people.
Purchased by blood and grateful.