1 Fear not, O Zion’s daughter,
He comes, He comes, thy king!
He comes in lowly greatness;
Lift up thy voice and sing!
He comes with love and blessing.
With glory, light for thee;
A day of great salvation,
A year of jubilee.
2 As Prince of peace He cometh,
Desire of nations He;
As Bridegroom He appeareth,
At midnight, wake and see.
As King of earth He cometh,
Creation’s theme and song;
Let Heav’n begin the chorus,
And earth its notes prolong.
3 He comes to spoil the spoiler,
To judge, avenge and reign;
He comes to bind the strong one
In everlasting chain.
Not now in shame and weakness,
As bearer of our sin,
But comes in royal splendor
His kingdom to begin.
4 His scepter now displaying,
He comes as crownèd King;
Creation, rise in triumph:
Oh, lift thy voice and sing!
Fear not, O Zion’s daughter,
Fear not, thou burdened earth,
Redemption’s day now cometh,
Thy day of second birth!
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #11717