Zion hears the watchmen singing,
And all her heart with joy is springing;
She wakes, she rises from her gloom;
For her Lord comes down all glorious,
The strong in grace, in truth victorious.
Her Star is risen, her Light is come.
Now come, Thou Blessèd One,
Lord Jesus, God's own Son:
Lord Jesus, God's own Son:
Hail! hosanna!
We enter all
The wedding hall
We enter all
The wedding hall
To eat the Supper at Thy call.
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