Ye servants of the LORD,
who in the LORD’s house wait,
And keep your watch before
the threshold of his gate;
The LORD’s praise sing
by silent night
’till cheerful light
Of morning spring.

Lift in his holy place,
your joyful hands on high;
And say, the LORD we bless.
who made the earth and skie/
And may he srill
thee greatly bless
with joy and grace,
From Zion-hill.