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O beautiful Zion,
fair bride of the Lamb,
Thy marvelous light we behold,
Which shone on the nations
enshrouded by darkness,
And millions were brought to thy fold.
O Zion, fair Zion,
thou church of the firstborn,
My heart in its rapture
rejoices in thee;
The angels in heaven
behold thee with wonder,
Thou glorious city,
thou home of the free.
Eclipsed was thy luster
by long papal night,
And dimly the dark cloudy day
Revealed thee to eyes
that were earnestly searching
For truth and the heavenly way.
O Zion, fair Zion,
thou church of the firstborn,
My heart in its rapture
rejoices in thee;
The angels in heaven
behold thee with wonder,
Thou glorious city,
thou home of the free.
Thy light as the morning
breaks forth in the earth,
Thy brightness all nations shall see;
The ransomed from Babel
are eagerly turning
With songs of rejoicing to thee.
O Zion, fair Zion,
thou church of the firstborn,
My heart in its rapture
rejoices in thee;
The angels in heaven
behold thee with wonder,
Thou glorious city,
thou home of the free.
O Zion, blest Zion,
thy sun shall no more
Go down in obscurity’s night;
From out thy perfection
of beauty is shining
The rays of God’s wonderful light.
O Zion, fair Zion,
thou church of the firstborn,
My heart in its rapture
rejoices in thee;
The angels in heaven
behold thee with wonder,
Thou glorious city,
thou home of the free.
Eternity’s ages of bliss shall be thine,
In regions unclouded above;
And there shalt thou dwell
evermore with thy Maker,
Delighting thyself in His love.
O Zion, fair Zion,
thou church of the firstborn,
My heart in its rapture
rejoices in thee;
The angels in heaven
behold thee with wonder,
Thou glorious city,
thou home of the free.
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