King in Zion

King in Zi­on

bless­èd Je­sus

Glory be to Thee

Reigning in the ci­ty gold­en

Lord

re­mem­ber me;

Angel choirs in ho­ly serv­ice

Round about Thee stand

Sharing all Thy heav’n­ly trea­sure

In fair Beu­lah land.

And the hosts are still in­creas­ing

But there’s room for more

Saints and mar­tyrs and our kin­dred

Loved ones gone be­fore;

All are prais­ing in the an­thems

Round Thy great white throne

So we all shall find Heav’n’s glo­ry

Now on earth un­known.

Blessèd King

Thy face e’er smil­ing

We now long to see

And Thy hands so gent­ly guid­ing

Keep us near to Thee;

Bending low in love so kind­ly

Hear our humble pray­er

That in frown­ing sky and storm cloud

We may have Thy care.

When our work on earth is end­ed

And the dawn­ing come

Then

dear King

in Thy near pre­sence

May we find our home;

We will join the song eter­nal

And with an­gels sing

Sharing joy and peace un­end­ing

With our Zi­on’s king.