Zion's Praises

1 One day when fell the Spirit's whisper,
And touched with zeal the waiting throng,
Inspiring hope, it courage gave them
To cultivate the gift of song.
With skillful hands and sweeter voices,
The Master called for service glad;
He knew one heart that so rejoices
Brings good surpassing many sad.

2 Sweet fell the call for Zion's children--
What comfort in this last command--
Who bear the burden of this service,
Who sing, should seek to understand.
Young men with voices strong yet tender,
And maids in clear sweet tones of youth.
Make this great gift a joy and blessing,
Give wings of song to words of truth.

3 To some, grown old with cares hard leaden,
The message gleamed with sweeter truth,
They caught the wave of sweet rejoicing,
And sang with gladsomeness of youth.
Now harp and voice and sweet-toned organ
The best loved songs in worship raise,
That ours be counted joyful triumph,
The Spirit's gift, blest gift of praise.

Source: Hymns of the Restoration #240