74. The Call to Zion

1 O watchman pacing Zion’s hills, what tidings from afar?
Lo, thro’ the shadows dark and chill, breaks forth the Morning Star!
The dawn of immortality is opening on mine eye;
Wake, Zion, wake from out thy sleep, thy Lord, thy Lord is nigh!

Refrain:
O city of the living God I hear His coming feet!
Put on thy robes of righteousness, and rise thy Lord to greet.
The winepress of His agony for thee He trod alone,
And now, triumphant over death, He comes to claim His own.

2 Lo, yonder heaven’s portal opes—eternity’s in view,
Old things are vanishing away, and all becoming new!
The King of kings subdueth all His foes beneath His feet,
And summons thee, His blood-bought Bride, to share His royal seat. [Refrain]

3 O city, set upon a hill, hide not thine orb of light!
Shine forth until it pierce the bounds of earth’s remotest night;
‘Till nations, yet afar be drawn to own Messiah King;
And thou, with joy, unto thy Lord the whole creation bring. [Refrain]

Text Information
First Line: O watchman pacing Zion’s hills, what tidings from afar
Title: The Call to Zion
Author: Grace Elizabeth Cobb
Refrain First Line: O city of the living God I hear His coming feet
Language: English
Publication Date: 1897



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