1 On the mountain's top appearing,
Lo! the sacred herald stands;
Welcome news to Zion bearing,
Zion long in hostile lands:
Mourning captive,
God himself will loose thy bands.
2 Has thy night been long and mournful,
All thy friends unfaithful proved?
Have thy foes been proud and scornful,
By thy sighs and tears unmoved?
Cease thy mourning,
Zion is still well beloved.
3 God, thy God, will now restore thee!
He himself appears thy friend:
All thy foes shall flee before thee;
Here their boasts and triumphs end.
Great deliverance
Zion's King vouchsafes to send.
4 Peace and joyful shall now attend thee,
All thy warfare now is past,
God, thy Saviour, shall defend thee,
Peace and joy are come at last;
All thy conflicts
End in everlasting rest.
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First Line: | On the mountain's to appearing |
Meter: | P. M., 8s, 7s, 4s. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1867 |
Topic: | The Church: Revived |