Prayer heard, and Zion restored

Verse 1

Let Zion and her sons rejoice Behold the promised hour! Her God hath heard her mourning voice, And comes to exalt his power.

Verse 2

Her dust and ruins that remain Are precious in our eyes; Those ruins shall be built again, And all that dust shall rise.

Verse 3

The Lord will raise Jerusalem, And stand in glory there; Nations shall bow before his name, And kings attend with fear.

Verse 4

He sits a sovereign on his throne, With pity in his eyes, He hears the dying prisoners' groan, And sees their sighs arise.

Verse 5

He frees the souls condemned to death; Nor, when his saints complain, Shall it be said that praying breath Was ever spent in vain.