1 How beauteous are their feet,
Who stand on Zion's hill,
Who bring salvation on their tongues,
And words of peace reveal!
2 How charming is their voice!
How sweet the tidings are!
"Zion, behold thy Saviour king,
"He reigns and triumphs here.
3 How happy are our ears,
That hear this happy sound,
Which kings and prophets long'd to know
And sought, but never found!
4 How blest our ravish'd eyes,
That see this heavenly light;
Prophets and kings desir'd it long,
But dy'd without the sight!
5 The watchmen join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ;
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,
And deserts learn the joy.
6 The Lord displays his arm
Thro all the earth abroad;
Let every nation now behold
Their Saviour and their God.
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First Line: | How beauteous are their feet |
Title: | Blessedness of gospel time |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1787 |