Text: | How beauteous are their feet |
Author: | Watts |
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 joyful sound!
Which kings and prophets waited for,
And sought, but never found.
4 How blessed are our eyes
That see this heavenly light!
Prophets and kings desired it long,
But died 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 makes bare his arm
Through 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 |
Author: | Watts |
Meter: | S. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
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Topic: | The Christian Church: Ministry; The Welcome Messengers |