And of Zion it shall be said,
“This one and that one were born in her”;
for the Most High himself will establish her.
To be born in Zion is a reference to the new birth. And the citizens of the Kingdom born there will be a vast numberless multitude. To see this as a reference to a country in the Middle East is to miss the point of the song and the reason God gave it to us. This is a prophecy concerning the results of the Gospel and it is part of the overall purpose of all the Bible to direct us to Jesus Christ.
To be born in Zion is a great honour. We are called citizens of the city of God because He has adopted us and made us co-heirs with His Son, the King.
While we are here, Zion is under constant attack. The response of those in Zion is the Gospel of Jesus Christ because we know that in Zion we are safe. We return insult with blessing. We wrestle not against flesh and blood. We invite people to join us as citizens of this great city.
Today, march joyfully and confidently as a citizen of the city of God, as brothers and sisters of your fellow citizens, as dedicated followers of the King of Zion. Live with sorrow that there are so many living outside this great city. Cultivate a God given desire for many more to be born in Zion and pray that God will give you the privilege of being a midwife in the birthing process.
Never live as a citizen of a lesser place. Die for the honour of your King.
See below the hymn by John Newton that is based on Psalm 87.
Glorious things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God;
he whose word cannot be broken
formed thee for his own abode;
on the Rock of Ages founded,
what can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation’s walls surrounded,
thou may’st smile at all thy foes.
See! the streams of living waters,
springing from eternal love,
well supply thy sons and daughters
and all fear of want remove.
Who can faint, when such a river
ever flows their thirst to assuage?
Grace which, like the Lord, the Giver,
never fails from age to age.
Round each habitation hovering,
see the cloud and fire appear
for a glory and a covering,
showing that the Lord is near.
Thus they march, their pillar leading,
light by night, and shade by day;
daily on the manna feeding
which he gives them when they pray.
Blest inhabitants of Zion,
washed in the Redeemer’s blood!
Jesus, whom their souls rely on,
makes them kings and priests to God.
‘Tis his love his people raises
over self to reign as kings:
and as priests, his solemn praises
each for a thank-offering brings.
Savior, if of Zion’s city,
I through grace a member am,
let the world deride or pity,
I will glory in thy Name.
Fading is the worldling’s pleasure,
all his boasted pomp and show;
solid joys and lasting treasure
none but Zion’s children know.