Text: | How beauteous are their feet |
Author: | Dr. Watts |
1 How beauteous are their feet,
Who stand on Zion's hill!
Who bring salvation on their tongues,
And word's 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 waited for,
And sought, but never found!
4 How blessed are our eyes,
That see this heav'nly 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.
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First Line: | How beauteous are their feet |
Author: | Dr. Watts |
Meter: | Short Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
Topic: | Ordination |