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Psalm 118 Part 3

Behold the sure foundation-stone Which God in Zion lays, To build our heav'nly hopes upon, And his eternal praise.

Chosen of God, to sinners dear, And saints adore the name; They trust their whole salvation here, Nor shall they suffer shame.

The foolish builders, scribe and priest, Reject it with disdain; Yet on this Rock the church shall rest, And envy rage in vain.

What though the gates of hell withstood, Yet must this building rise; 'Tis thy own work, almighty God, And wondrous in our eyes.