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Zion’s prospects.
Let Zion and her sons rejoice;
Behold the promised hour;
Her God hath heard her mourning voice,
And comes t’ exalt his power.
2 Her dust and ruins, that remain,
Are precious in his eyes;
Those ruins shall be built again,
And all that dust shall rise.
3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem,
And stand in glory there;
All nations bow before his name,
And kings attend with fear.
4 He frees the soul condemned to death;
Nor, when his saints complain,
Shall it be said that praying breath
Was ever spent in vain.
5 This shall be known when we are dead,
And left on long record,
That ages yet unborn may read
And praise and trust the Lord.
Watts.