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1 How beauteous are at 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 their tidings are!
"Zion, behold thy Savior-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 all the nations now behold
Their Savior and their God.
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First Line: | How beauteous are their feet |
Meter: | S. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1918 |
Topic: | Church |