Berean Christadelphian Hymns



 Oh! mourn ye for Zion, her beauty is faded,
Her joy is departed, her glory is fled;
The light and the hope of her prospects is shaded;
She wanders in darkness, her comforts are dead.

Oh! pray ye for Zion: though sad and forsaken,
Though scorned and derided, despised and forlorn;
The truth of Jehovah, our God, is unshaken,
Her night shall but usher a glorious morn.

Oh! labor for Zion, though now in her blindness,
She knows not Her Saviour, Messiah, and Lord;
Yet, guided by mercy, the lifetones of kindness
Shall win her dull ear to the voice of His word.

Oh! watch ye for Zion; the dayspring is breaking,
Her night has been gloomy, but shortly will end;
Her long promised Shepherd, His lost sheep is seeking,
The heart of the obdurate nation will bend.

Oh! hope ye for Zion; salvation is near,
And brighter than morn's roseate glow shall be seen;
The great Sun of Righteousness soon shall appear;
The beam of His glory shall gladden the scene.

Rejoice ye for Zion! Jehovah has spoken;
Jerusalem's outcasts shall yet be restored;
The bonds of the fetterbound slave shall be broken,
And Judah set free at the word of the Lord.

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