They will bring all your brothers, from all the nations, to My holy mountain in Jerusalem. Isaiah 6:20
Words: Benjamin Beddome, 1769.
Music: Truro from Psalmodia Evangelica, by Thomas Williams, 1789 (🔊 pdf nwc).
Shout, for the blessèd Jesus reigns;
Through distant lands His triumphs spread;
And sinners, freed from endless pains,
Own Him their Savior and their head.
His sons and daughters from afar;
Daily at Zion’s gates arrive;
Those who were dead in sin before
By sovereign grace are made alive.
Oppressors bow beneath His feet,
O’ercome by His victorious power;
Princes in humble posture wai,
And scorners tremble and adore.
Gentiles and Jews shall Him obey;
Nations remote their offerings bring,
And unconstrained their homage pay
To their exalted Lord and king.
O may His conquests still increase,
And every foe His arm subdue;
While angels celebrate His praise,
And saints His growing glories hail.
Loud hallelujahs to the Lamb,
From all below, and all above;
In lofty songs exalt His name,
In songs as lasting as His love.