For Zion’s sake I will not rest,

I will not hold my peace

Until Jerusalem be blest,

And Judah dwell at ease;

2 Until her righteousness return,

As daybreak after night—

The lamp of her salvation burn

With everlasting light.

3 The Gentiles shall her glory see,

And kings declare her fame;

Appointed unto her shall be

A new and holy name.

4 The watchmen on her walls appear,

And day and night proclaim,

“Zion’s Deliverer is near;

Make mention of his name.”

5 Go through, go through, prepare the way,

The gates wide open fling;

With loudest voice let heralds say,

“Behold thy coming King.”