1 As the rose shall blossom here
All the desert places
Blossom when the golden year
Shines on saddened faces.
Glory crowns proud Lebanon,
Carmel's height has splendor won.
Flowers bloom in Sharon.

2 Quiet ye the trembling hands,
All the feeble strengthen,
Loosen all enslaving bands,
God our days would lengthen.
Gleams the sword, so keen and swift,
Death to foes, to friends a gift;
Comes the Lord to save you.

3 Sight He gives to all the blind,
Ne'er their eyes shall darken;
Ev'ry mute his voice shall find,
All the deaf shall harken;
Like the hart the lame shall leap,
Zion nevermore shall weep.
Peace shall reign forever.

4 Thus Isaiah prophesied
In the days of sadness.
Ages passed, then far and wide
Spread the news of gladness:
Christ is here, with us He stands,
Changing with His loving hands
Desert wastes to Eden.

5 Hail our King at God's right hand,
Jesus and His Spirit
Lead us to the promised land
We by faith inherit.
And tho' death be drawing near,
Words of life the deaf shall hear;
Mutes shall sing His praises.