117b. Public Prayer and Praise

1 The praise of Sion waits for thee,
My God; and praise becomes thy house;
There shall thy saints thy glory see
And there perform their public vows.

2 O thou whose mercy bends the skies
To save when humble sinners pray;
All lands to thee shall lift their eyes,
And every yielding heart obey.

3 Against my will my sins prevail,
But grace shall purge away the stain:
The blood of Christ will never fail
To wash my garments white again.

4 Blest is the man whom thou shalt chuse,
And give him kind access to thee;
Give him a place within thy house,
To taste thy love divinely free.

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5 Let Babel fear when Sion prays,
Babel, prepare for long distress,
When Sion's God himself arrays
In terror and in righteousness.

6 With dreadful glory God fulfils
What his afflicted saints request;
And with Almighty wrath reveals
His love to give his churches rest.

7 Then shall the flocking nations run
To Sion's hill and own their Lord;
The rising and the setting sun
Shall see the Saviour's name ador'd.

Text Information
First Line: The praise of Sion waits for thee
Title: Public Prayer and Praise
Meter: Long Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1787
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Topic: Blessings: of the country; Gentiles: church; God: his Being, Attributes and Providence (14 more...)
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