Zion Delivered

Awake! Arise! put on thy strength

In beau­te­ous gar­ments clothe thee now.

From death and dark­ness rise at length

With star­ry crown ad­orn thy brow

From dust and ash­es rise to joy

Let songs of praise thy lips em­ploy.

Behold the Lord shall com­fort Zi­on with end­less joy.

And all His people shall in praise their time em­ploy.

Awake! arise

and shine in light

No dark­ness now en­shrouds thy feet;

With smiles

and glad­ness and delight

Thy Lord and roy­al Mas­ter meet;

In ma­jes­ty and hon­or rise—

Behold

the morn­ing gilds the skies.

Break forth and sing de­light­ful strains

For God has heard thy con­trite pray­er;

The balm of Gi­lead soothes thy pains

For thee Je­ho­vah’s arm is bare.

The watch­man lifts his voice and sings

While God His own to Zi­on brings.

Depart

de­part

and leave thy sin

Nor go by haste

nor leave by flight

For God His own shall wel­come in

For thee the Lord of hosts shall fight;

Break forth and sing

O de­sert place

The King of Zi­on comes to bless.