Daughter of Zion

Sing

O daugh­ter of Christ’s Zi­on

Shout

O Is­ra­el:

Gladden and re­joice with all thy heart

Christ doth all things well—

He hath cast thy sin in­to the sea;

Conquered thy ene­mies:

Christ the Lord

the King of Is­ra­el

In the midst of thee.

Fear not

Zi­on’s daugh­ter!

Let not hands be slack (but di­li­gent)

Let thy life pre­sent a wit­ness pure:

Be thou faith­ful to the end!

Christ thy God in thee is migh­ty—

Saving by His grace.

O’er His bride great­ly will He re­joice

Joy spread on His face.

In His love will thee for­ev­er rest

Singing glad and free;

Jesus mer­ci­ful­ly be­gat thee

And will cov­er thee.

Gather up to­ge­ther all the lost

Saith He ten­der­ly.

I will bind th’af­flict­ed

hat­ed

Driven out to Me.

In the lands I’ll make them migh­ty

Bring Me praise and fame:

They will know that I

the great God

Save My Bride from shame.

At that time will I bring thee again

When I ga­ther thee

For of thee I’ll make a name on earth:

People thee will see

How thou hast been changed from sin­ning

Now that I’ve set thee free—

Glory great as­cribed to My name

When I ga­ther thee.