Scripture Verse

Rejoice greatly, O daughter of Zion; shout, O daughter of Jerusalem: behold, thy king cometh unto thee. Zechariah 9:9

Introduction

Words: Mi­chael Bruce, writ­ten cir­ca 1764, for a sing­ing class at Kin­ness­wood, Scot­land. It was first pub­lished by John Lo­gan in his Po­ems, 1781, page 113, num­ber 7.

Music: Ex­e­ter (Ply­mouth) Ply­mouth Col­lec­tion of Hymns and Tunes, by Hen­ry W. Beech­er (New York: A. S. Barnes, 1855), page 69 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pic­ture of Bruce (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?

Lyrics

Messiah! at Thy glad approach
The howling winds are still!
Thy praises fill the lonely waste,
And breathe from every hill.

The hidden fountains, at Thy call,
Their sacred stores unlock;
Loud in the desert, sudden streams
Burst living from the rock.

The incense of the spring ascends
Upon the morning gale;
Red o’er the hill the roses bloom,
The lilies in the vale.

Renewed, the earth a robe of light,
A robe of beauty wears;
And in new heav’ns a brighter Sun
Leads on the promised years.

The kingdom of Messiah come,
Appointed times disclose;
And fairer in Emmanuel’s land
The new creation glows.

Let Israel to the Prince of Peace
The loud hosanna sing;
With hallelujahs, and with hymns,
O Zion, hail thy king.