1 When Jordan hushed his waters still,
And silence slept on Zion's hill,
When Bethlehem's shepherds, through the night,
Watched o'er the flocks by starry light,--
2 Hark! from the midnight hills around,
A voice of more than mortal sound,
In distance hallelujahs stole,
Wild murmuring o'er the raptured soul.
3 On wheels of light, on wings of flame,
The glorious hosts of Zion came;
High heaven with songs of triumph rung,
While thus they struck their harps and sung:
4 O Zion, lift thy raptured eye;
The long-expected hour is nigh;
The joys of nature rise again;
The Prince of Salem comes to reign.