O Zion, tune thy voice and raise thy hands on high

Verse 1

O Zion, tune thy voice, and raise thy hands on high; tell all the earth thy joys, and boast salvation nigh. Cheerful in God, arise and shine, while rays divine stream all abroad.

Verse 2

He gilds the morning face with beams that cannot fade; his all-resplendent grace he pours around thy head; the nations round thy form shall view, with luster new divinely crowned.

Verse 3

In honor to his Name reflect that sacred light; and loud that grace proclaim, which makes thy darkness bright; pursue his praise, till sovereign love in worlds above the glory raise.

Verse 4

There on his holy hill a brighter sun shall rise, and with his radiance fill those fairer purer skies; while round his throne ten thousand stars in nobler spheres his influence own.