1 Now his the ever-rolling Year
complete his annual Circuit run.
Hark! hark! the welcome Messenger;
Come, kneel! before your Saviour's Throne
O joyful Hour!
O glorious Day!
That cheers our Eyes
With heavenly Ray.
2 Now shall my chearful Steps attend
The Worship of his holy Place;
My soul with glad Devotion bend
Low in the Temple of his Grace.
There Glories shine,
There Mercy beams
With light divine.
3 Zion, that happy, happy Place,
Once more shall cheer my longing Eyes;
Zion with heavenly Favours grac'd,
Her God descending from the Skies,
With Gifts divine,
To bless the Throng,
Warbling to Heaven
The lofty Song.
4 Bright Center of united Praise
To pious Tribes of heavenly Line,
Where Numbers pour from ev'ry Place,
Their Souls inspir'd with Zeal divine,
Ever to serve,
And still adore
Their Saviour God,
5 Fair Zion! honour'd of the Sky
To spread the Gosple Light around,
There David's Son, enthron'd on high,
Sits with eternal Glory crown'd;
To rule his Saints
And wield the Sway,
Long as the Sun
Commands the Day.
6 Heavenly Salem! royal Nurse
To thy young Converts seated round;
While these are chear'd with heavenly Grace,
May Peace indulge the happy Ground,
And every Bliss
May all thy Friends
And Lovers know.
7 Sweet Peace, with all thy heavenly Train,
Within thy Walls for ever dwell;
In every sacred Court of thine
Her copious Hand with Plenty fill,
Till all around
Rich Bounty pours,
As constant as
The circling Hours.
8 O sacred Salem! greatly blest,
Seat of the high eternal King!
May heavenly Peace, thy constant Guest,
To all thy Courts her Favours bring;
And still to thee
May Blessings flow;
Nor End nor Change
Nor Measure know.
Source: A Choice Collection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs: intended for the edification of sincere Christians of all denominations #XLIX