The Voice of Praise: a collection of hymns for the use of the Methodist Church 1014. Watchman, tell me, does the morning

The Voice of Praise‎#1014

Text:	Watchman, tell me, does the morning
Author:	Anon.

1014. Watchman, tell me, does the morning

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1 Watchman, tell me, does the morning
Of fair Zion's glory dawn?
Have the signs that mark its coming,
Yet upon thy pathway shone?
Pilgrim, yes! arise, look round thee;
Light is breaking in the skies;
Gird thy bridal robes around thee;
Morning dawns, arise, arise!

2 Watchman, see, the light is beaming
Brighter still upon the way;
Signs through all the earth are gleaming,
Omens of the coming day,
When the jubal trumpet sounding,
Shall awake from earth and sea,
And the saints of God now sleeping,
Clad in immortality.

3 Watchman, hail the light ascending
Of the grand Sabbatic year;
All with voices loud proclaiming
That the kingdom's very near;
Pilgrim, yes, I see just yonder
Canaan's glorious heights arise,
Salem too appears in grandeur,
Towering 'neath its sunlit skies.

4 Watchman, in the golden city,
Seated on his jasper throne,
Zion's King, enthoned in beauty,
Reigns in peace from zone to zone;
There on sunlit hills and mountains,
Golden beams serenely glow;
Purling streams and crystal fountains,
On whose banks sweet flow'rets blow.

5 Watchman, see, the land is nearing,
With its vernal fruits and flowers,
On just yonder, oh, how cheering,
Bloom for ever Eden's bowers!
Hark! the choral strains are ringing,
Wafted on the balmy air;
See the millions, hear them singing,
Soon the pilgrim will be there.