372   How Beauteous Are Their Feet




[1]
How beauteous are their feet
Who stand on Zion s hill;
Who bring salvation on their tongues
And words of peace reveal!

[2]
How charming is their voice
So sweet the tidings are:
"Zion behold thy Savior King;
He reigns and triumphs here!"

[3]
How happy are our ears
That hear the joyful sound
Which kings and prophets waited for
And sought but never found!

[4]
How blessed are our eyes
That see this heavenly light;
Prophets and kings desired it long
But died without the sight!

[5]
The watchmen join their voice
And tuneful notes employ;
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs
And deserts learn the joy.