Text: | Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness |
Author: | Anon. |
1 Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness;
Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee no more;
Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day-star of gladness;
Arise, for the night of thy sorrow is o'er.
2 Strong were thy foes; but the arm that subdued them,
And scattered their legions, was mightier far;
They fled like the chaff from the scourge that pursued them;
Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war.
3 Daughter of Zion, the power that hath saved thee
Extolled with the harp and the timbrel should be;
Shout, for the foe is destroyed that enslaved thee;
The oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is free.
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First Line: | Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness |
Author: | Anon. |
Meter: | 11s & 10s |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Scripture: | ; ; ; ; ; |
Topic: | The Christian Church: Missionary; Daughter of Zion |