1 Let Zion and her sons rejoice
Behold the promised hour!
Her God hath heard her mourning voice,
And comes to exalt his power.
2 Her dust and ruins that remain
Are precious in our eyes;
Those ruins shall be built again,
And all that dust shall rise.
3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem,
And stand in glory there;
Nations shall bow before his name,
And kings attend with fear.
4 He sits a sovereign on his throne,
With pity in his eyes,
He hears the dying prisoners' groan,
And sees their sighs arise.
5 He frees the souls condemned to death;
Nor, when his saints complain,
Shall it be said that praying breath
Was ever spent in vain.
Source: Laudes Domini: a selection of spiritual songs, ancient and modern for use in the prayer-meeting #513