1 Praise waits for thee in Zion, Lord:
to thee vows paid shall be.
O thou that hearer art of prayer
all flesh shall come to thee.
2 To thee must all come penitent
who would in thee find peace:
guilt weighs us down, but thou from sin
dost contrite hearts release.
3 Bless'd are all those whom thou dost choose
and callest to thy side,
that they within thy courts may dwell,
and close to thee abide.
4 We surely shall be satisfied
with thy abundant grace,
and with the goodness of thy house,
e'en of thy holy place.
5 O God of our salvation sure,
thou answerest when we pray,
and dost thy perfect righteousness
in deeds of awe display.
6 In all the ends of earth, and far
in islands of the sea,
our fallen race has learned to place
its confidence in thee.
|First Line:||Praise waits for thee in Zion, Lord|
|Title:||Praise Waits for Thee in Zion, Lord|
|Source:||Scottish Psalter, 1650 (st. 1, 4); Murrayfield Psalms; (st. 2-3, 5-6)|
|Composer:||G. J. Knowles|
|Copyright:||Arr. used by permission of Oxford University Press|