Arise and Shine, O Zion Fair

Arise and shine

O Zi­on fair

Behold

thy light is come!

Thy glo­ri­ous con­quer­ing king is near

To take His ex­iles home.

The trum­pet sound­ing through the sky

To set poor cap­tives free;

The day of won­der now is nigh:

The day of Ju­bi­lee.

Ye he­ralds

blow your trump­ets loud

The earth must know her doom;

Go spread the news from pole to pole

Behold

the Judge is come;

Blow out the sun

burn up the earth!

Consume the roll­ing flood;

While ev­ery star shall dis­ap­pear

Go turn the moon to blood.

Arise

ye na­tions un­der ground

Before the Judge ap­pear;

All tongues and lang­uag­es shall come

Their fi­nal doom to hear!

King Je­sus on His dazz­ling throne

Ten thou­sand an­gels round;

And Ga­bri­el with a sil­ver trump

Echoes the aw­ful sound!

The glo­ri­ous news of Gos­pel grace

To sin­ners now is o’er;

The trump in Zi­on now is still

And to be heard no more!

The watch­men all have left their walls

And with their flocks ab­ove

On Ca­naan’s peace­ful shore they sing

And shout re­deem­ing love.

Come

all ye pil­grims in the Lord

Whose hearts are joined in one

Hold up your hands with cour­age bold

Your race is al­most run.

Above the clouds the Sav­ior sits

And smil­ing

bids you come;

Angels will guide your hap­py souls

To your eter­nal home.

Behold a pil­grim as he dies

With glo­ry in his view

To Heav­en he lifts his long­ing eyes

And bids the world adieu;

While friends are weep­ing all around

And loth to let him go

He shouts with his ex­pir­ing breath

And leaves them all be­low.

O! Christ­ians

are you rea­dy now

To cross that nar­row flood

On Ca­naan’s hap­py shore be­hold

And see your smil­ing God?

The dazz­ling charm of that bright world

Attracts my soul ab­ove;

My tongue shall shout re­deem­ing grace

When per­fected in love.

Go on

my breth­ren in the Lord

I’m bound to meet you there;

Although we tread en­chant­ed ground

Be bold and nev­er fear.

Fight on

fight on

ye con­quer­ing souls

The land

it is in view;

And when I gain fair Ca­naan’s shore

I hope to meet with you.