To Ju­dah’s rug­ged lof­ty land
Our God in me­rcy came
And raised His good and kind­ly hand
His right­eous will to claim.
And raised His good and kind­ly hand
His right­eous will to claim.

’Twas there He raised the glo­ry light
To men and na­tions prove
That He is God, in ho­ly might,
And reigns in truth and love.
That He is God, in ho­ly might,
And reigns in trust and love.

In that sweet land we’ve heard so long
The hills do flood with fame;
Its roads are hope, its streams are song
The val­leys spread His name.
Its roads are hope, its streams are song
The val­leys spread His name.

No God as He was ever known
In earth or sea or sky;
In hearts of men He built His throne,
Rules na­tions from on high.
In hearts of men He built His throne,
Rules na­tions from on high.

To them the ho­ly seers He sent
His might and truth to tell,
His will make known to them who’re bent
In sin’s dark ways to dwell.
His will make known to them who’re bent
In sin’s dark ways to dwell.

He gave His Son, our Lord, to die,
To walk in Him with men,
Hear child­hood’s cry and mo­ther’s sigh
And bread and cour­age give.
Hear child­hood’s cry and mo­ther’s sigh
And bread and cour­age give.

And through His bleed­ing heart make known
How we through sor­rows go
But by His rise the third day morn
Our blest sal­va­tion show.
But by His rise the third day morn
Our blest sal­va­tion show.

By Cal­va­ry through Jo­seph’s tomb
Has come the world’s last hope
The birds so sing, the morn’s a-bloom
The hold of sin has broke.
The birds so sing, the morn’s a-bloom
The hold of sin has broke.

Ye an­gels from the sky come down
O’er every Beth­le­hem
Give ev­ery ci­ty love’s re­nown
Like old Je­ru­sa­lem.
Give ev­ery ci­ty love’s re­nown
Like old Je­ru­sa­lem.

There man­kind who would not bow
To bold frus­tra­tion’s bain
Shall share and know both high and low
Our Lord’s tri­um­phant reign.
Shall share and know both high and low
Our Lord’s tri­um­phant reign.