Text: | Zion Asleep. |
Translator: | Joseph Morris |
O that now mine eyes were fountains,
That I night and day might weep,
To see Zion in the desert,
On her journey gone asleep.
In its sin the wide world lying,
Zion halted—sleeping fast:
With thy breath to wake the valley,
Come, eternal Spirit, haste!
Zion, wake! O hear the groaning
Of the earth beneath her wrong;
Time it is that thou wert stirring,
Why, O why hast slept so long?
Slumbered hast thou many ages,
And thy Lord account hath kept:
Shall thy foes say, Zion, Zion!
“None, as thou, so long hath slept!”
Text Information | |
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First Line: | O that now mine eyes were fountains |
Title: | Zion Asleep. |
Translator: | Joseph Morris (1854) |
Meter: | 8,7,8,7,8,7,8,7 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1854 |