When Zion's God her sons recalled

1 When Sion's God her Sons recall'd
from long Captivity,
It seem'd at first a pleasing Dream
of what we wish'd to see:
2 But soon, in unaccustom'd Mirth,
we did our Voice employ,
And sung our great Creator's Praise
in thankful Hymns of Joy.

Our Heathen Foes repining stood,
yet were compell'd to own,
That great and wond'rous was the Work
our God for us had done.
3 'Twas great, say then, 'twas wond'rous great,
much more should we confess;
The Lord has done great Things, whereof
we reap the glad Success.

4 To us bring back the Remnant, Lord,
of Isr'el's captive Bands,
More welcome than refreshing Show'rs
to parch'd and thirsty Lands.
5 That we, whose Work commenc'd in Tears,
may see our Labours thrive,
'Till finish'd with Success, to make
our drooping Hearts revive.

6 Tho' he desponds that sows his Grain,
yet doubtless he shall come
To bind his full-ear'd Sheaves, and bring
the joyful Harvest home.

Source: A New Version of the Psalms of David: fitted to the Tunes used in Churches #CXXVI