The Hill of Zion Yields by Isaac Watts, 1707 MOUNT ZION—Bartholomew Brown The Hill of Zion Yields 1 The hill of Zion yields, A thousand sacred sweets, Before we reach the heav’nly fields, Or walk the golden streets. 2 Then let our songs abound, And ev’ry tear be dry; We’re marching through Immanuel’s ground, To fairer worlds on high.