8, 7, 4
Thos. Hastings
1.
On the mountain's top appearing,
Lo! the sacred herald stands,
Welcome news to Zion bearing,
Zion, long in hostile lands:
Mourning captive,
God himself shall loose thy bands,
(Repeat previous 2 lines)
2.
Lo! thy sun is risen in glory,
God himself appears thy Friend;
All thy foes shall flee before thee;
Here their boasts and triumphs end:
Great deliverance
Zion's King vouchsafes to send,
3.
Enemies no more shall trouble,
All thy wrongs shall be redressed,
For thy shame thou shalt have double,
In thy Maker's favor blest;
All thy conflicts
End in an eternal rest
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