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 blessèd 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.
6 The Lord makes bare his arm
Thro' all the earth abroad:
Let ev'ry nation now behold
Their Saviour and their God.
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First Line: | How beauteous are their feet |
Title: | The blessedness of gospel times; or, the revelation of Christ to Jews and Gentiles |
Meter: | S. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |
Scripture: | ; ; |