1
The towers of Zion soon shall rise
Above the clouds, and reach the skies;
Attract the gaze and wond’ring eyes
Of all that worship, gloriously.
2
The Saints shall see the city stand
Upon this consecrated land,
And Israel, numerous as the sand,
Inherit it eternally.
3
O, that the day would hasten on,
When wickedness shall all be gone,
And Saints and angels join in one,
To praise the Man of Holiness.
4
Then shall the veil of heaven rend,
And the Son Awman will descend,
A vast eternity to spend
In perfect peace and righteousness.
5
Exalt the name of Zion’s God!
Praise ye his name in songs aloud:
Proclaim his majesty abroad,
Ye banner-bearing messengers:
6
Cry to the nations far and near,
To come and in the glories share,
That on mount Zion will appear,
When earth shall rest from wickedness.