3 The beam that shines from Zion hill
Shall lighten every land!
The King who reigns in Salem’s towers,
Shall all the world command.
4 No strife shall vex Messiah’s reign,
Or mar the peaceful years,
To plowshares men shall beat their swords,
To pruning-hooks their spears.
5 No longer hosts encountering hosts,
Their millions slain deplore;