HXXVI | A Pocket Hymn Book#HXXVII |
1 How beauteous are their feet
Who stand on Zion's hill,
That 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 blessed are our eyes
That see this heav'nly light;
Prophets and kings desired it long,
But dy'd without the sight.
5 The watchmen join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ;
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,
And desarts learn the joy.
6 The Lord makes bare his arm
Through all the earth abroad;
Let every nation now behold
Their Saviour and their God.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | How beauteous are their feet |
Author: | Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1791 |
Topic: | Pastoral Hymn |
Notes: | Sing to WORCESTER |