1. O, Zi - on, our fair dwell-ing, home of peace and rest,
Far from thee we mourn our lib - er - ty, Tho'
sadden'd be our hearts, our souls with grief oppress'd,
Still our hope, our hope is in thee.
2. Tho' dark and drear, the hours pass slow, and fraught with pain,
Still we trust, Thoul't cher - ish us once more For
soon the dawn must break o'er thy green hills a-gain,
Bring-ing joy to thy fair shore.
Refrain.
Oh, Lord our God, guard and set us free—
Grant to Zi-on joy and lib-er-ty,
Night and day we pray to be Once
more, dear land, re - stor - ed to thee.
Transcriber's Notes
Obvious errors of punctuation and diacritics repaired.
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