Watchman On The Walls Of Zion Tell O

Watchman on the walls of Zion,
Tell, O tell us of the night;
Dost thou see the star of promise?
Is it shining clear and bright?
Hallelujah! hallelujah!
O’er the mountain’s towering height,
See it rising and ascending;
Millions hail its welcome sight.

Watchman on the walls of Zion,
Will Messiah they have slain,
Bring the banished sons of Judah
To their native hills again?
Hallelujah! God is ever
Mindful of His chosen race,
Tho’ in exile, He’ll restore them
To a father’s dear embrace.

Watchman on the walls of Zion,
Tell us of the future times;
When shall peace and holy union
Bind the soul of every clime?
Where the spark of love and glory,
Kindled to a living flame,
Make the heart of every Christian
Feel and throb and burn the same